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        Sensibility How Charming  
        1. 
        Sensibility how charming,  
        Thou my friend, can'st truly tell!  
        But Distress with horrors arming  
        Thou alas! hast known too well!  
        2. 
        Fairest flower, behold the lily  
        Blooming in the sunny ray:  
        Let the blast sweep o'er the valley,  
        See it prostrate in the clay.  
        3. 
        Hear the woodlark charm the forest,  
        Telling o'er his little joys;  
        But alas! a prey the surest  
        To each pirate of the skies!  
        4. 
        Dearly bought the hidden treasure  
        Finer feelings can bestow:  
        Chords that vibrate sweetest pleasure  
        Thrill the deepest notes of woe.  
       
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        Sensibility How Charming 
         
        Sensibility how charming, 
        You my friend, can truly tell! 
        But Distress with horrors arming 
        You alas! have known too well! 
         
        Fairest flower, behold the lily 
        Blooming in the sunny ray: 
        Let the blast sweep over the valley, 
        See it prostrate in the clay. 
         
        Hear the woodlark charm the forest, 
        Telling over his little joys; 
        But alas! a prey the surest 
        To each pirate of the skies! 
         
        Dearly bought the hidden treasure 
        Finer feelings can bestow: 
        Chords that vibrate sweetest pleasure 
        Thrill the deepest notes of woe. 
       
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