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First Love

FIRST LOVE I NE`ER was struck before that hour with love so sudden and so sweet. Her face it bloomed like a sweet flower and stole my heart away complete. My face turned pale as deadly pale. My legs refused to walk away. And when she looked ` what could I ail? ` My life and all seemed turned to clay. And the blood rushed to my face and took my sight away. The trees and bushes round the place seemed midnight at noonday. I could not see a single thing; words from my eyes did start. They spoke as chords do from the string, and blood burnt my heart. Are flowers the winter’s choice? Is love’s bed always snow? She seemed to hear my silent voice and love’s appeal to know. I never saw so sweet a face as that I stood before: my heart has left its dwelling-place and can return no more.

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