Sealing An Oath





Do you, said Fanny, t' other day,

In earnest love me as you say;

Or are those tender words applied

Alike to fifty girls beside?

Dear, cruel girl, cried I, forbear,

For by those eyes,--those lips I swear!

She stopped me as the oath I took,

And cried, You've sworn,--now kiss the book.





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