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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=409052" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Year's Courtship</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I saw her, Harry, first, in March --<br>You know the street that leadeth down<br>By the old bridge's crumbling arch? --<br>Just where it leaves the dusty town</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A lonely house stands grim and dark --<br>You've seen it? then I need not say<br>How quaint the place is -- did you mark<br>An ivied window? Well! one day,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I, chasing some forgotten dream,<br>And in a poet's idlest mood,<br>Caught, as I passed, a white hand's gleam --<br>A shutter opened -- there she stood</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Training the ivy to its prop.<br>Two dark eyes and a brow of snow<br>Flashed down upon me -- did I stop? --<br>She says I did -- I do not know.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But all that day did something glow<br>Just where the heart beats; frail and slight,<br>A germ had slipped its shell, and now<br>Was pushing softly for the light.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And April saw me at her feet,<br>Dear month of sunshine and of rain!<br>My very fears were sometimes sweet,<br>And hope was often touched with pain.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For she was frank, and she was coy,<br>A willful April in her ways;<br>And in a dream of doubtful joy<br>I passed some truly April days.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">May came, and on that arch, sweet mouth,<br>The smile was graver in its play,<br>And, softening with the softening South,<br>My April melted into May.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She loved me, yet my heart would doubt,<br>And ere I spoke the month was June --<br>One warm still night we wandered out<br>To watch a slowly setting moon.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Something which I saw not -- my eyes<br>Were not on heaven -- a star, perchance,<br>Or some bright drapery of the skies,<br>Had caught her earnest, upper glance.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And as she paused -- Hal! we have played<br>Upon the very spot -- a fir<br>Just touched me with its dreamy shade,<br>But the full moonlight fell on her --</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And as she paused -- I know not why --<br>I longed to speak, yet could not speak;<br>The bashful are the boldest -- I --<br>I stooped and gently kissed her cheek.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A murmur (else some fragrant air<br>Stirred softly) and the faintest start --<br>O Hal! we were the happiest pair!<br>O Hal! I clasped her heart to heart!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And kissed away some tears that gushed;<br>But how she trembled, timid dove,<br>When my soul broke its silence, flushed<br>With a whole burning June of love.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Since then a happy year hath sped<br>Through months that seemed all June and May,<br>And soon a March sun, overhead,<br>Will usher in the crowning day.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Twelve blessed moons that seemed to glow<br>All summer, Hal! -- my peerless Kate!<br>She is the dearest -- &quot;Angel?&quot; -- no!<br>Thank God! -- but you shall see her -- wait.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So all is told! I count on thee<br>To see the Priest, Hal! Pass the wine!<br>Here's to my darling wife to be!<br>And here's to -- when thou find'st her -- thine!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Henry+Timrod">Henry Timrod</a><div class=q>
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You know the street that leadeth down
By the old bridge's crumbling arch? --
Just where it leaves the dusty town

A lonely house stands grim and dark --
You've seen it? then I need not say
How quaint the place ..."></div>
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