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.