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CARNATIONS AND CAVALIERS. 
Oh ! I.,adyes—ye who Lovers have, 
(And I can guess full well 
You are too fair to sigh alone). 
List to the tale I tell. 
A Ladye and her Lover once. 
In a Summer evening-tide. 
Within a stately garden walked. 
And whispered, side by side. 
The Ladye fair and graceful was. 
And well-beloved, I ween. 
By her true Cavalier; than whom 
A braver ne’er was seen. 
And in the garden wandered they. 
Nor wist which way they went: 
They gazed into each other’s face 
In Love’s own blest content. 
On paced they through the ])leached paths. 
Where honey-suckles crept. 
And, drooping from the boughs o’erhead. 
The pensile streamers swept 
