Amelia Opie

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Amelia Opie
Song: A youth for Jane with ardour sighed...
A youth for Jane with ardour sighed,
The maid with sparkling eye;
But to his vows she still replied,
‘I’ll hear you by and by.’

‘Suspense (he cries) my bloom decays,
And bids my spirits fly;
Now hear my vows,’ — but still she says,
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Song: I once rejoiced, sweet evening gale...
I once rejoiced, sweet evening gale,
To see thy breath the poplar wave;
But now it makes my cheek turn pale,
It waves the grass o’er Henry’s grave.

Ah! setting sun! how changed I seem!
I to thy rays prefer deep gloom, —
Since now, alas! I see them beam
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