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virginia.
The world has won her—she has learn'd
Its measured smile and tread;
The foot that once the snow-flake spurn'd,
By courtly rule is led.
Its measured smile and tread;
The foot that once the snow-flake spurn'd,
By courtly rule is led.
And Fashion's hand has smooth'd the fold
Of that luxuriant hair,
Where once the tress of glossy gold
Waved wildly on the air.
Of that luxuriant hair,
Where once the tress of glossy gold
Waved wildly on the air.
Yet oft, unbidden, to her eyes
Quick tears of Feeling start,
And while those gems of truth arise,
She's still a child at heart.
Quick tears of Feeling start,
And while those gems of truth arise,
She's still a child at heart.
Alas! in all her Beauty's power,
Proud, stately and serene;
She knows not one bright thrilling hour
Like those of gay fifteen!
Proud, stately and serene;
She knows not one bright thrilling hour
Like those of gay fifteen!
