On splendid Cars, that smoothly move,

    With high-born Youths gay Damsels ride;

  By the encircling arm of Love

    Press'd to the wealthy Lover's side.

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  Why turn to view their easy state,

    As the long glittering train moves by?

  And when they reach the pompous gate,

    Ah! why does youthful Mary sigh?

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  Doth Envy that fond bosom heave?

    Repining at her humble lot ...

  Alas! does Mary long to leave

    The lonely Dale and lowly Cot?

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  Pure and sincere is Mary's Love:

    Words were superfluous to tell;

  A thousand tendernesses prove

    That Mary loves her Stephen well.

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