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HOLLOWNESS, OR TREACHERY. 233 
SWEET William; 
Dianthus Barhatus, 
Language HOLLO WNESS, OR TREACHERY. 
Never wedding, ever wooing, 
Still a lovelorn heart pursuing, 
Read jou not the wrong you're doing 
In my cheek's pale hue ? 
All my life with sorrow strewing, 
Wed, or cease to woo. 
Campbell. 
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; At last I know thee ; and my soul, 
From all thy arts set free, 
Abjures the cold, consummate art 
Shrined as a soul in thee, 
Priestess of falsehood, deeply learned 
In all heart treachery ! 
Saba I. Clarke. 
Ah, many hearts have changed since we two parted. 
And many grown apart as time hath sped. 
Till we have almost deemed that the true-hearted 
Abided only with the faithful dead. 
And some we trusted with a fond believing 
Have turned and stung us to the bosom's core ; 
And life hath seemed but as a vain deceiving 
From which we turn aside heartsick and sore. 
Mrs. C. M. Chandler. 
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