HER SOUL’S SWEET HEART
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It is the heart within the soul of her That shines, and sets her lily face aglow. Turning to rosy blush the velvet snow, To make the pearly morn look far less fair! It is her soul’s sweet heart that makes her eyes The envied of the stars, when glances bright Mount up and gleam from her kind orbs at night, And spread celestial fire across the skies! No heart of flesh and blood could glorify A form divine, and make so sweet a face As that which smiles in pity from above— Her spirit ’tis, which beats mysteriously, And gives her every action heaven’s grace, And wins my human heart to God-like love!