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When I bought you for a song	A
Years ago Lord knows how long	A
I was struck I may be wrong	A
By your features	B
And a something in your air	C
That I couldn't quite compare	C
To my other plain or fair	C
Fellow creatures	B
	-
In your simple oval frame	D
You were not well known to fame	D
But to me 'twas all the same	D
Whoe'er drew you	E
For your face I can't forget	F
Though I oftentimes regret	F
That somehow I never yet	F
Saw quite through you	E
	-
Yet each morning when I rise	G
I go first to greet your eyes	G
And in turn you scrutinize	G
My presentment	H
And when shades of evening fall	I
As you hang upon my wall	I
You're the last thing I recall	I
With contentment	H
	-
It is weakness yet I know	J
That I never turned to go	J
Anywhere for weal or woe	J
But I lingered	K
For one parting thrilling flash	L
From your eyes to give that dash	L
To the curl of my mustache	L
That I fingered	K
	-
If to some you may seem plain	M
And when people glance again	N
Where you hang their lips refrain	M
From confession	O
Yet they turn in stealth aside	P
And I note they try to hide	P
How much they are satisfied	P
In expression	O
	-
Other faces I have seen	Q
Other forms have come between	Q
Other things I have I ween	Q
Done and dared for	R
But our ties they cannot sever	S
And though I should say it never	S
You're the only one I ever	S
Really cared for	R
	-
And you'll still be hanging there	C
When we're both the worse for wear	C
And the silver's on my hair	C
And off your backing	T
Yet my faith shall never pass	U
In my dear old shaving glass	U
Till my face and yours alas	U
Both are lacking	T

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