by Robert Burns
WHY, why tell thy lover
Bliss he never must enjoy”?
Why, why undeceive him,
And give all his hopes the lie?
O why, while fancy, raptur’d slumbers,
“Chloris, Chloris” all the theme,
Why, why would’st thou, cruel—
Wake thy lover from his dream?
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