THE BLUSH.
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'Twas not the blush of guilt or shame
Which o'er my Ella's features came:
'Twas she who fed the poor distressed,
'Twas she the indigent had blessed;
Which o'er my Ella's features came:
'Twas she who fed the poor distressed,
'Twas she the indigent had blessed;
For her their prayers to heaven were raised,
On her the grateful people gazed;
'Twas when the blush suffused her cheek,
Which told what words can never speak.
On her the grateful people gazed;
'Twas when the blush suffused her cheek,
Which told what words can never speak.
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