To A Young Girl
MY dear, my dear, I know
More ther
makes your beat so;
Can kno as I know,
Not even your oher
,
t she denies
And ,
for her
And glittered in her eyes.
More ther
makes your beat so;
Can kno as I know,
Not even your oher
,
t she denies
And ,
for her
And glittered in her eyes.