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UNREQUITED LOVE


Lone in yon dark sequester'd grove,

Poor hapless strays;

A prey to ill-requited love,

He spends his joyless days:

Ah! Cruel Jessie, couldst thou know

What worthy heart was thine,

Thou ne'er hadst wrong'd poor Lubin so,

Nor left that heart to pine.

Tannahill

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