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With a heart from which noble sentiments sprang
like sparks from an anvil.
With a smile flashed over her face,
like sunshine over a flower.
With a sweet voice caroling
like a gold-caged nightingale.
As beautiful as the purple flush of dawn.
Calm like a mountain brooding o'er the sea
Eyes like mountain water
that o'erflowing on a rock
Her beauty broke on me,
like some rare flower.
Her face changed with each turn of their talk,
like a wheat-field under a summer breeze.
Her hands are white as the virgin rose,
that she wore on her wedding day.
Her laugh is like a rainbow-tinted spray.
Her lips are like a lovely song
that ripples as it flows
Her voice is rich and vibrant,
like the middle notes of a 'cello.
My love for her is,
like the sovereign moon that rules the sea.
