Lines in Pleasant Places Rhythmics of many moods and quantities. Wise and otherwise |
[I wrote within an album once sweet things] |
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[I wrote within an album once sweet things]
I wrote within an album once sweet thingsOf one I loved—how madly! I was young,
And Cupid buzzed about with busy wings,
And tempted me perplexing ways among.
I bowed at that one shrine—my heart laid down,
And an eternal faithfulness I swore;
She was my monarch—love gave her a crown—
And I, her subject, went in to adore.
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Came o'er my spirit as I older grew;
The crown was changed, and squandered in a crowd
Was all the love that young affection knew.
I dodged the trap that early romance laid,
But didn't make much by it, I'm afraid.
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