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OSCULATION.

WHERE the summer breezes mingle

Perfumes with the laden air,

And the honeysuckle blossoms

Spread their fragrance everywhere,

Just within the broad veranda,

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In a shady, cool retreat,

Lay our hero, Dick, reclining,

Ennuied, o'ercome with heat.

Hark! a step upon the carpet.

"Coming here. By Jove! it's Lou!

Happy thought! I'll feign a slumber,

Just to see what she will do."

And his eyelids then descended

O'er his laughing hazel eyes;

And, with blissful expectation,

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