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what bodes love's cheerful glee 
if in passion's parlour lay, 
deftly from lovers' eyes obscured 
the dismal residue of reverie's decay 
 
why so serene love's panting spell 
that lights the eyes of mortal beings 
'till heavenly sweet their blessed dream 
unchallenged through the darkness beams 
and on their cheeks the rosy blaze 
of blooming peace sublimely mirrors 
the purer zeal thy raptured hearts arrest 
 
love is but a contamination of the soul 
while o'er the placid look unmoved, 
the grin that tells the naked truth: 
thou art but nature's lovelorn child