TELL ME, O CUPID, PRAY.
Why do I love her so, Sweet Adaline? A clung heart, tell roe. oh, Why dost thou pine ? Roses are red. I know, So aro her lips; Blessed is the man, I trow, "Who from them sips, Violets are blue, T ween. So are her eyes, Shining like golden sheen, Looking so wise. Bright are Sol’s rays, I swear, Pure and sublime: So is rpv sweetheart’s hair— Dear Adaline! Lilies are soft and fair, Jurt like her skin, While beyond all compare, Charmingly thin. Tell roe, O Cupid, pray, Will she l>e mine ? How shall I win her, say, Queen Adaline! —P. N. Gafney.
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Waipawa Mail, Volume XIV, Issue 2712, 23 January 1892, Page 3 (Supplement)
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109TELL ME, O CUPID, PRAY. Waipawa Mail, Volume XIV, Issue 2712, 23 January 1892, Page 3 (Supplement)
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