The Meeting

SHE flitted by me on the stair--

A moment since I knew not of her.

A look, a smile--she passed! but where

She flitted by me on the stair

Joy cradled exquisite despair;

For who am I that I should love her?

She flitted by me on the stair--

A moment since I knew not of her!

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