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Poem by Thomas Moore
Like who trusts to summer skies. And puts his little bark to sea. Is he who, lur’d by smiling eyes, Consigns his simple heart to thee. For fickle is the summer wind, And sadly may the bark be tost; For thou art sure to change thy mind, And then the wretched heart is lost.
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