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AN OLD STORY.


They were parted at last, although

  Each was tenderly dear; As asunder their eyes did go,

  When first alone and near.

'Tis an old story this--

  A trembling and a sigh, A gaze in the eyes, a kiss--

  Why will it not go by?





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