THE LADY'S SOLILOQUY.
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Ah! now I am beloved by him, And sweet it is, to think, That life no more will be so dim, To make my spirit sink.
Ah! now I am beloved by him; The secret I will keep; In silence to the mantling brim, I'll quaff this cup so deep.
Beloved by him! beloved by him! How dear the tender thought! My eyes in happy tears do swim, My heart with bliss is fraught.
Beloved by him—that noble youth! With proud yet gentle mien, Who speaks the guileless words of truth, And yet is not so "green."
Beloved by him—ah! I shall own A husband very soon; And he shall kneel before my throne, With many a costly boon,
The plate, the gold, the proud array Of horses, charioteers;— And when comes round the paying day, I'll kiss him in arrears!