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〈♫〉〈♫〉 FAn—ce—lia's Heart is still the same, hard and cold as Winter's morning, tho' my Love is e—ver burning. Yet no Frowns or Smiles can e—ver melt her Ice, or cool my Feaver, melt her Ice, or cool my Feaver.
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〈♫〉〈♫〉 FAn—ce—lia's Heart is still the same, hard and cold as Winter's morning, tho' my Love is e—ver burning. Yet no Frowns or Smiles can e—ver melt her Ice, or cool my Feaver, melt her Ice, or cool my Feaver.