WHEN SHOULD LOVERS BREATHE THEIR VOWS?
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The fairest smiles are those that live
On the brow by starlight wreathing;
And the lips their richest incense give
When the sigh is at midnight breathing.
Oh, softest is the cheek's love-ray
When seen by moonlight hours,
Other roses seek the day,
But blushes are night flowers.
Oh, when the moon and stars are bright,
When the dew-drops glisten,
Then their vows should lovers plight,
Then should ladies listen.
THE END.
LONDON:
PRINTED BY S. AND R. BENTLEY, DORSET STREET.
