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pon a rock with lichens wild,Beside him Ellen sat and smiled.--Smiled she to see the stately drakeLead forth his fleet upon the lake,While her vexed spaniel from the beachBayed at the prize beyond his reach?Yet tell me, then, the maid who knows,Why deepened on her cheek the rose?--Forgive, forgive, Fidelity!Perchance the maiden smiled to seeYon parting lingerer wave adieu,And stop and turn to wave anew;And, lovely ladies, ere your ireCondemn the heroine of my lyre,Show me the fair would scorn to spyAnd prize such conquest of her eve!
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