I Will Think of It. White Daisy

WHITE DAISY .

" I dare not yet your prayers requite! "
Exclaimed a fearful beauty;
" In Reason's golden scales, sir knight,
I 'll weigh my love and duty. "

Love drooped his wings in grief and shame: —
The scales began to waver; —
But then — a sigh, so heavy , came —
It turned them in his favour.
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