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ALICE.
Alice, I have ever loved thee—
Alice, I will love thee still;
Thou art gone for ever from me,—
It is well—it was thy will.

Hast thou found a heart to love thee
With deep passion like to mine?
No other love could ever move me,
Still to thee fond memories twine.

Fair and frail one, I adore thee,
Loving evermore the same;
I would not lose the spell cast o'er me,
Though I die beneath its flame.

Could I dream thou wouldst deceive me,
Doubt those loving lips of thine,

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