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WRITTEN IN HER ALBUM	A
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They say that Love had once a book	B
The urchin likes to copy you	C
Where all who came the pencil took	B
And wrote like us a line or two	C
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'Twas Innocence the maid divine	D
Who kept this volume bright and fair	E
And saw that no unhallowed line	D
Or thought profane should enter there	E
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And daily did the pages fill	F
With fond device and loving lore	G
And every leaf she turned was still	F
More bright than that she turned before	G
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Beneath the touch of Hope how soft	H
How light the magic pencil ran	I
Till Fear would come alas as oft	J
And trembling close what Hope began	I
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A tear or two had dropt from Grief	K
And Jealousy would now and then	L
Ruffle in haste some snow white leaf	K
Which Love had still to smooth again	L
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But ah there came a blooming boy	M
Who often turned the pages o'er	N
And wrote therein such words of joy	M
That all who read them sighed for more	G
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And Pleasure was this spirit's name	O
And though so soft his voice and look	B
Yet Innocence whene'er he came	O
Would tremble for her spotless book	B
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For oft a Bacchant cup he bore	G
With earth's sweet nectar sparkling bright	P
And much she feared lest mantling o'er	N
Some drops should on the pages light	P
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And so it chanced one luckless night	P
The urchin let that goblet fall	Q
O'er the fair book so pure so white	P
And sullied lines and marge and all	Q
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In vain now touched with shame he tried	R
To wash those fatal stains away	S
Deep deep had sunk the sullying tide	R
The leaves grew darker everyday	S
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And Fancy's sketches lost their hue	C
And Hope's sweet lines were all effaced	S
And Love himself now scarcely knew	C
What Love himself so lately traced	S
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At length the urchin Pleasure fled	S
For how alas could Pleasure stay	S
And Love while many a tear he shed	S
Reluctant flung the book away	S
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The index now alone remains	T
Of all the pages spoiled by Pleasure	N
And though it bears some earthly stains	T
Yet Memory counts the leaf a treasure	N
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And oft they say she scans it o'er	N
And oft by this memorial aided	S
Brings back the pages now no more	G
And thinks of lines that long have faded	S
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I know not if this tale be true	C
But thus the simple facts are stated	S
And I refer their truth to you	C
Since Love and you are near related	S

Thomas Moore

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