I saw her, Harry, first, in March --
You know the street that leadeth down
By the old bridge's crumbling arch? --
Just where it leaves the dusty town
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A happy poem! ! ! It is sweet, it is full of tenderness, it makes us remember what it is to be young and falling in love. A welcome change of pace
Very beautiful! I was fascinated by his concept of seeing the woman for a year, courting her, winning her, and closing with a happy toast