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to a friend, with a ring.
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Oh scorn not then a pledge so tender,
But let me deck thy snowy hand,
Till I, my envied post surrender,
And yield to Hymen's mystic band;

And when to Love's imperious token
My transient triumph I resign,
Oh! may'st thou never wish it broken,
And be its weight as light as mine!