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FAIR ELLEN.
FAIR Ellen, like a lilly grew,
Was beauty’s fav’rite flow’r,
Till falsehood chang’d her lovely hue,
She wither’d in an hour.
Antonio, in her virgin breast,
First rais’d a tender sigh,
His wish obtain'd, the lover blest,
Then left the maid to die.
THE FAITHLESS LOVER.
FAR, far from me my lover flies—
A faithless lover he;
In vain my tears in vain my sighs,
No longer true to me,
He seeks another.
Lie still, my heart no longer grieve,
No pangs to him betray,
Who taught you these sad sighs to heave,
Then laughing went away,
To seck another.
FINIS.
