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Ranunculus. 





YOU ARE RADIANT WITH CHARMS. 




We met, ’t was in the merry dance, : 
I only caught thine eye ; 
A look, a smile, a hurried word, 





















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And thou hadst floated by ; sh 
But sweeter than an angel’s face, 
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Or Houri’s smile at even, 7 
Or music en the moonlit tide, i; 
Was that one glimpse of heaven. ; 

We parted, and we never met V 
Since on that festive scene ; q 
Yet still I see thy golden eurls, i) 
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And eye of blue serene. 
Thy snowy arm, and heaving bust, 
And form of wavy grace, — 8 
How oft, at twilight’s dreamy hour, 8 
That meeting I retrace ! 































