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III.

"What would you do, love, when home returning With hopes high burning, With wealth for you, If my bark, which bounded o'er foreign foam, Should be lost near home-- Ah! what would you do?"-- "So thou wert spared--I 'd bless the morrow, In want and sorrow, That left me you; And I 'd welcome thee from the wasting billow, This heart thy pillow-- That 's what I 'd do!"

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CHARLES MACKAY.

1814-1889.

_I LOVE MY LOVE._