Excerpt from Songs
My love by lane and road and street. There she is, there, ah, no, not she, Another clothed delusively. You people in the narrow roads, You know not how the May month goads Me to my love and our delight In brambled thickets out of sight. Stay not the youth w... ho hurries by With wind-blown hair and anxious eye, For May is come and gone too fast: A fortnight even now 15 past. More precious moments must I spend, Searching the town from end to end Scatter, make way, for I can see Her at a distance beckoning me.
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