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But she coax'd him in vain;
For he flew from her chain,
Singing—"Love will not stay to be weigh'd!"
For he flew from her chain,
Singing—"Love will not stay to be weigh'd!"
Then, since my heart's offer
With Wealth's shining coffer
You balance,—remember, fair maid!
It were idle—'twere naught—
It were not worth a thought,
The love that would stay to be weigh'd!
With Wealth's shining coffer
You balance,—remember, fair maid!
It were idle—'twere naught—
It were not worth a thought,
The love that would stay to be weigh'd!
ELLEN ARDELLE.
a song.
There were music and mirth in the lighted saloon;
The measure was merry,—our hearts were in tune,—
While hand link'd with hand in the graceful quadrille,
Bright joy crown'd the dance, like the sun on the rill,
And beam'd in the dark eyes of many a belle;
But the star of the ball-room was Ellen Ardelle!
The measure was merry,—our hearts were in tune,—
While hand link'd with hand in the graceful quadrille,
Bright joy crown'd the dance, like the sun on the rill,
And beam'd in the dark eyes of many a belle;
But the star of the ball-room was Ellen Ardelle!
