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To throw a blot on a man's reputation by praising him.
To throw a blot on a man's reputation by praising him.
As shines the moon amid the lesser fires.
As shines the moon amid the lesser fires.
With faces like dead lovers who died true.
With faces like dead lovers who died true.
The light upon her face
Shines from the windows of another world.
Saints only have such faces.
The light upon her face
Shines from the windows of another world.
Saints only have such faces.
Through thick and thin, both over Hill and Plain.
Through thick and thin, both over Hill and Plain.
These faces in the mirrors
Are but the shadows and phantoms of myself.
These faces in the mirrors
Are but the shadows and phantoms of myself.
Oh! could you view the melody
Of every grace,
And music of her face,
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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.
