by Anonymous / Unidentified Author
I've sometimes thought it was your eyes
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Language: English
I've sometimes thought it was your eyes, sometimes your voice, bade my indifferent heart arise and make its choice. I've counted o'er your separate ways, My dearest mate, Searching for what peculiar grace Contained my fate. Vain task! I love you. dearest one. For all you are — The charm of heaven hangs not upon A single star.
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View text with all available footnotesConfirmed with the journal Farm and Fireside, Oct. 1st 1897, p. 12, where it appeared as a citation or reprint from the Washington Star.
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- by Anonymous / Unidentified Author, "The True Charm" [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
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Researcher for this page: Johann Winkler
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Word count: 59