. Pictures in verse. THZ FLOWER PLUCKED. THE BELLE. A SMILE—could it be meant for me?-Yet there she stood before she had charmd so many eyesAnd I was neither rich nor wise,—The belle of all the town was she;I seemd a child,She only smiledBecause she knew her mien was mildWhile mine confusion bore me. And praise—could it be meant for me ?—Ah, how could I suppose it ?The rarest minds I knew aboutHad held her gauge of them in prize beyond us all was she ;But young was I;And this was whyShe thought my pride to gratify;Yet I could but disclose I w A blush—could■ it be meant Mf
. Pictures in verse. THZ FLOWER PLUCKED. THE BELLE. A SMILE—could it be meant for me?-Yet there she stood before she had charmd so many eyesAnd I was neither rich nor wise,—The belle of all the town was she;I seemd a child,She only smiledBecause she knew her mien was mildWhile mine confusion bore me. And praise—could it be meant for me ?—Ah, how could I suppose it ?The rarest minds I knew aboutHad held her gauge of them in prize beyond us all was she ;But young was I;And this was whyShe thought my pride to gratify;Yet I could but disclose I w A blush—could■ it be meant Mfa^ for me ?— Yet thus she met no other. A face that all men found .-^ so sweet, Why should it blush, my gaze to greet? 31 32 THE BELLE. A belle whom all had sought was she;Yet I could seeHeave but for meA sigh that strove and would be spoke to free another. She answerd—All was meant for me—For me, her low tones proving;And all my love had burst in flameTo feel their ardor while they came.^ A woman, whosoeer she be,Is nothing more,O loved of just a woman, nothing more,And can but love the loving.
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