Is made confessed in us,

Even as the scent of a flower.

7

 Taking her hand, he says:

What makes you beautiful?

Answer, now, answer!—

Is it that dutiful

Souls are all beautiful?

Is't that romance or

Beauty of spirit,

Which souls of merit

Of heaven inherit?—

Have you no answer?

 She roguishly:

What makes you lovable?

Answer, dear, answer!—

[Pg 17]

Is it not provable

That man is lovable

Just because chance or

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