See at Your Feet a Suppliant One.

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From the Bohemian Girl.

See at your feet a suppliant one,
Whose place should be your heart;
Behold the only living thing,
To which she had to cling,
Who saved her life, watch'd o'er her years,
With all the fondness faith endears,
And her affection won;
Rend not such ties apart.

Oh, spurn him not, my only friend,
Through good and ill he's been;
And was the only living thing,
To which I had to cling.
He saved my life, watch'd o'er my years
With all the fondness faith endears,
And my affections won;
Rend not such ties apart.

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