Her summer smile was sweeter
Than summer skies at morn;
Her lightning glances fleeter
Than ever lightning born;
The blue-bright fields above her
Were mirrored in her eyes,
How could I help but love her,
So little wisdom-wise!
The years waxed ever younger,
Stars thickened in the blue,
And stronger yet and stronger
My doting passion grew;
The green round world about her
New blossomed at her tread,
The green round world without her
A thousand times were dead.
Ah! simple, soulful-minded,
What utter woe was mine,
Too darkly passion-blinded,
Too rich with lovers' wine;
There came a burst of anger,
Clouds crimson-lit with flame,
My dreaming, still, soul-langour
Fast yielded up to shame.
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