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I've sought it in calm ev'ning's shade,
And morning's sunny hour.
And morning's sunny hour.
But, ah! it is in vain I seek,
For far the truant flies;
And sad regret bedews my cheek,
And fills my breast with sighs.
For far the truant flies;
And sad regret bedews my cheek,
And fills my breast with sighs.
When first I knew thee, I was blest
With happiness and joy;
Peace was my bosom's constant guest,
No care could then annoy.
With happiness and joy;
Peace was my bosom's constant guest,
No care could then annoy.
Each morn I met thee with a smile,
And thou'st that smile repaid;
Alas! 'twas only to beguile
The heart thou hast betray'd.
And thou'st that smile repaid;
Alas! 'twas only to beguile
The heart thou hast betray'd.
