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Her dreary moments, who can tell,
Till Blaisot met her view;
They wept, they sigh’d, when Annettes knell
Proclaim’d their last adieu.
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Then from her neck, a cross she took,
And gave it kisses three;
Receive from one, by hope forsook,
A gift design’d for thee.
48
He trembling took the proffer’d prize,
Forebodings shook his frame;
A flood of tears bedim’d his eyes,
He bless’d the givers name.
49
With down cast look, and heavy heart,
He homeward bent his way;
He tax’d the fates, that love could part,
Or cause such sad dismay.