So charm whenever I view thee,
'til death overtake me in the chase
Still will my hopes pursue thee
Then when my tedious hours have past,
Be this my last lesson given
Low at thine feet to breathe my last
And die in sight of heaven.
Thy every look and every grace So charm whenever I view thee, 'til death overtake me in the chase Still will my hopes pursue thee Then when my tedious hours have past, Be this my last lesson given Low at thine feet to breathe my last And die in sight of heaven. Explain Request ×
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