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Dear to my heart are the glitter and grace;

But nothing so charming, or bright, is here

As the gracious smile upon Harry's face,

Or his manly voice as it greets my ear.

As from the banquet the ladies depart

I hear two gentlemen murmuring low—

'The Captain has got an excellent start

But he won't set the Thames on fire, you know!'

Then I look back and attempt to decide

Who is this Captain who must not aspire;

I meet Harry's eyes, and I smile with pride,

For I know he could set the Thames on fire!

Afterwards music; he sings and I sing,

She sings and they sing, and minutes flit past:—

Harmony certainly quickens Time's wing,

And the lark sings loudest when flying fast.

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[pg 40]

His Song.

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