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"Is it for ever?"
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Let me draw clos - er, love, here to your side; . . . . Close to those

lips that so an - grily chide; 'Tis now love or hate, 'tis now death or

bliss! . . The touchstone of fate . . I'll tempt with this kiss. Here to my heart as I, as