Song: "Fair Delia while each sighing swain "

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Fair Delia while each sighing swain
  Whose heart your charms adores,
  Fills with his tender vows the plain,
  And favoring smiles implores:
  My Wishes varying from the rest
  Demand a different boon,
  And only ask this one request,
  The mercy of a frown.
  Ah! far from me those witching smiles
  Those languid eyes remove,
  Whose charms my senses might surprise,
  And tempt my heart to Love; 
  The chilling frowns of cold disdain
  I'll patiently endure,
  Content to bear a transient pain
  My freedom to secure.

© Henry James Pye