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No riches from his scanty store
My lover could impart
He gave a boon I valued more—
He gave me all his heart !

— Helen Maria Williams

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Pale moon ! thy mild benignant light
May glad some other's captive sight
Where are the years with pleasure gay
How bright their course ! How short their stay !

Expression, child of soul! I fondly trace
Thy strong enchantment, when the poet's lyre,
The painter's pencil cathch thy sacred fire,
And beauty wakes for thee her touching grace

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