I knew time struck before the hour
With love so sudden ans sweet.
He face bloomed like a sweet flower and stole my heart away complete.
My faced turned pale a deadly pale
my legs refused to walk away, and when he looked at me what could i ail?
My life and all seemed to have gone to clay
And then my blood rushed to my face , and took my sight away. The trees and bushes around the place seemed midnight at moonday. I could not see a single thing words
from my heart did start.
They spoke as chords do from a
string, and bloomed burnt around my heart. Are flowers the winters choice.?
Is lovers bed always snow?
He seemed to hear my silent voice,and loves appeal to know i never saw so sweet a face as that i stood before;
My heart has left its dawling place and can return no more.
