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O'er girlhood's yielding barricade Floats the great Leveller's crimson fold! Come to my arms! love heeds not years No frost the bud of passion knows. Ha! what is this my frenzy hears? A voice behind me uttered, Rose! Sweet was her smile, but not for me; Alas, when woman looks TOO kind, Just turn your foolish head and see, Some youth is walking close behind!
But soon we shall find no more of them. The grottoes with stalactites are stopped up; the burning mountains are extinguished; the natural ice-houses have become heated; and the old trees in which they said mass are falling under the leveller's axe, or are on the point of dying. Their curiosity next turned towards the beasts.
Dove that would seek the poet's cage Lured by the magic breath of song! She blushes! Ah, reluctant maid, Love's drapeau rouge the truth has told! O'er girlhood's yielding barricade Floats the great Leveller's crimson fold! Come to my arms! love heeds not years No frost the bud of passion knows. Ha! what is this my frenzy hears? A voice behind me uttered, Rose!
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