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Poem by John Lapraik
When I Upon Thy Bosom Lean…
1. When I upon thy bosom lean, Enraptur’d, I do call thee mine; I glory in those sacr’d ties, That made us one, who once were twain. 2. A mut’al flame inspires us both; The tender look, the melting kiss, Ev’n years shall ne’er destroy our love; Some sweet sensation new will rise. 3. Have I a wish? ‘tis all for thee; I know thy wish is me to please; Our moments pass so smooth away, That numbers on us look and gaze. 4. Well pleas’d to see our happy days, They bid us live and still love on; And if some cares shall chance to rise, Thy bosom still shall be my home. 5. I’ll lull me there and take my rest; And if that thought disturb my fair, I’ll bid her laugh her cares all out, And beg her not to drop a tear. 6. Have I a joy? ‘tis all her own; Her heart and mine are all the same; They’re like the woodbine round the tree, That’s twin’d till Death shall us disjoin.
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