Never give all the heart, for love Will hardly seem worth thinking of To passionate women if it seem Certain, and they…

Who told my mother of my shame, Who told my father of my dear? Oh who but Maude, my sister Maude, Who…

Now this particular girl During a ceremonious april walk With her latest suitor Found herself, of a sudden, intolerably struck By the…

I She walks in beauty, like the night. Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that’s best of dark and bright….