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BLUE AND GOLD.

THOU hast blue eyes, my love,

Long braids of golden hair,

Voice softer than the dove, -

Thy charms all hearts ensnare.

Thy cheek the rose outvies,

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Neck white as drifts of snow;

Red lips, love-beaming eyes,

On me their smiles bestow.

My love, thou hast blue eyes,

And floods of golden hair,

A heart without disguise, -

Who can with thee compare?

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