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LOVE LORE by THEODOSIA (PICKERING) GARRISON

First Line: NOW WHEN I SEE YOUR FACE, SWEETHEART, I KNOW
Last Line: THE SWIFT, COLD AIR, THE RAPTURE OF THE RAIN!
Subject(s): LOVE;
NOW when I see your face, sweetheart, I know
What the rose feels that through the chilling night
Yearns for the sun, despairingly, when lo!
The sudden warmth, the glorious, great light!

Now when I hear your voice, sweetheart, I know
What the rose feels that drought hath almost slain,
That, thirsting, droops disconsolate, when lo!
The swift, cold air, the rapture of the rain!



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