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Oh! could you view the melody Of every grace, And music of her face, You'd drop a tear, Seeing more harmony In her bright eye, Than now you hear.

Those glories come too late That on our ashes wait.

I could not love thee, dear, so much, Loved I not honor more.

Stone walls do not a prison make, Nor iron bars a cage, Minds innocent and quiet take That for an hermitage.