Saturday, February 14, 2009

Happy Valentine's Day







First Love
By John Clare


I ne'er was struck before that hour
With love so sudden and so sweet.
Her face it bloomed like a sweet flower
And stole my heart away complete.

My face turned pale, a deadly pale.
My legs refused to walk away,
And when she looked what could I ail
My life and all seemed turned to clay.

And then my blood rushed to my face
And took my eyesight quite away.
The trees and bushes round the place
Seemed midnight at noonday.

I could not see a single thing,
Words from my eyes did start.
They spoke as chords do from the string,
And blood burnt round my heart.

Are flowers the winter's choice
Is love's bed always snow
She seemed to hear my silent voice
Not love appeals to know.

I never saw so sweet a face
As that I stood before.
My heart has left its dwelling place
And can return no more.


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4 Comments:

Blogger Always On Watch said...

When I was a little girl, I had an LP vinyl of big hits. Vic Damone's rendition of "On the Street Where You Live" is one of the first songs I learned to sing along with.

I still love that old standard!

Saturday, February 14, 2009 12:51:00 PM  
Blogger The Griper said...

some beautiful music, Word.

Saturday, February 14, 2009 7:35:00 PM  
Blogger commoncents said...

Great post!

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Sunday, February 15, 2009 5:36:00 AM  
Blogger The WordSmith from Nantucket said...

Yeah, but...you say the same gosh darn thing every time, cc.

Sunday, February 15, 2009 8:30:00 AM  

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