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POEMS AND SONGS
THE BLONDE MAIDEN
Tuoucn she depart, a vision flitting,
If I these thoughts in words exhale:
I love you, you blonde maiden, sitting
Within your pure white beauty’s veil.
I love you for your blue eyes dreaming,
Like moonlight moving over snow,
And ’mid the far-off forests beaming
On something hid I may not know.
I love this forehead’s fair perfection
Because it stands so starry-clear,
In flood of thought sees its reflection
And wonders at the image near.
I love these locks in riot risen
Against the hair-net’s busy bands;
To free them from their pretty prison
Their sylphs entice my eyes and hands.
I love this figure’s supple swinging
In rhythm of its bridal song,
Of strength and life-joy daily singing
With youthful yearnings deep and long.
I love this foot so lightly bearing
The glory of sure victory
Through youth’s domain of merry daring
To meet first-love that hers shall be.
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