A Dream
I was a child with all a child's wild prayers,
That followed Love yet ever saw him flee,
His splendid feet on-speeding silently;
His wings gold tinctured spread athwart life's stairs
Ascending ever, and yet unawares
Oft turning his fair face and suddenly
Fixing his deep eyes smilingly on me;
So climbing girlhood caught at unguessed cares
That followed Love yet ever saw him flee,
His splendid feet on-speeding silently;
His wings gold tinctured spread athwart life's stairs
Ascending ever, and yet unawares
Oft turning his fair face and suddenly
Fixing his deep eyes smilingly on me;
So climbing girlhood caught at unguessed cares
But one Spring day Love halted in his flight
And straight let flash an arrow at my heart,
And straight let flash an arrow at my heart,
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