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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE VAMPIRE, by DOLORES SWART
First Line: Once on an early may - day morn
Last Line: Then love, a broken thing beneath your feet.
Subject(s): Vampires
First Line: Once on an early may - day morn
Last Line: Then love, a broken thing beneath your feet.
Subject(s): Vampires
Once on an early May-day morn
With Heaven's warm sunshine glistening on the dew,
Wandering o'er wooded hills, sweet love was born;
For I met you.
Red were your lips, ah, red!
And full of promise and of mad desire.
You kissed me; Life was ecstasy, my heart
A flaming fire.
Too swiftly sped the day,
Which foolishly I dreamed would last forever.
Our world a paradise through which to stray,
Nor death could sever.
How could I know the selfish love of power,
The mockery of your eyes, the vain deceit?
Your glowing beauty, mine for one brief hour,
Then love, a broken thing beneath your feet.
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