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16786	nan	The World's Best Poetry, Volume 03: Sorrow and Consolation			.txt	text/plain	88790	9094	97	In the spring a young man's fancy lightly turns to thoughts of love. Love took up the glass of time, and turned it in his glowing hands; Better thou wert dead before me, though I slew thee with my hand. And an eye shall vex thee, looking ancient kindness on thy pain. But she looked in my face till my heart was like to break; Till he said, "I'm come hame, love, for to marry thee!" It had warmed that heart to life, with love; I'll bring a heart to thee with love running o'er, Arise in thy beauty, thou star of my night! Shall love for thee lay on my soul the sin Grief for thy Dead in silence like to death; But this we know: Our loved and dead, if they should come this day-How light was thy heart till love's witchery came,	./cache/16786.txt	./txt/16786.txt