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MABEL. I'm haunted-yes, I'm haunted Go wherssoe'er I may, A fairy sprite, a form of light, Still haunts me night and day. It is a lovely sprite, A shape of beauty rare, Whose ruddy lips the rose eclipse, And seem to scent the air. Her cheeks are like the morning The light in her dark eyes Upon me gleams as starlight streams Through rifts of cloudy skies. She smiles, and seems to love me, But when I fain would clasp That shape of light, the fairy sprite Eludes my eager grasp. 0 M>ibel! sweet enchantress What can this vision be, That takes thy guise, thy form and eyes, And, ghost like, haunteth me ? Hast thou with Love, the wizard, Combined to work me harm, And cast round me of glamoury A weird and fatal charm ? O Mabel! lovely Mabel! Thou whom I lov"! too well Or love return for which I yearn, Or take away the spell! For I am hauntedâhaunted! And though the sprite be fair, With wile and guile and luring smile She brings me to despair.

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