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Fond memory then has pictur'd thee
Adorn'd with ev'ry grace,
Such as thou didst appear to me
When first I saw thy face.
Adorn'd with ev'ry grace,
Such as thou didst appear to me
When first I saw thy face.
But when again on that dear spot,
From ev'ry sorrow free,
Past hours of absence I forgot,
And thought of nought but thee;
From ev'ry sorrow free,
Past hours of absence I forgot,
And thought of nought but thee;
Thy smiles possess'd the magic pow'r
To soothe my troubled breast,
As the bright sun-beams cheer the flow'r
The tempest has oppress'd.
To soothe my troubled breast,
As the bright sun-beams cheer the flow'r
The tempest has oppress'd.
Years have pass'd on since first my soul
Thy pow'rful influence own'd,
Thy pow'rful influence own'd,
