 | The poems and sonnets of Louise Chandler Moulton |  |
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SUCH JOY IT WAS.
Such joy it was with Love to walk!The month it was the month of May
When we with Love began to talk.
Such joy it was with Love to walk
We did not see Fate's shadow stalk
Beside us, where flowers hid the way,
Such joy it was with Love to walk—
The month it was the month of May.
| The poems and sonnets of Louise Chandler Moulton | |