'Twas a new feeling - something more
Than we had dared to own before,
Which then we hid not;
We saw it in each other's eye.
And wish'd, in every half-breath'd sigh,
To speak, but did not.
She felt my lips' impassioned touch -
'Twas the first time I dared so much,
And yet she chid not;
But whisper'd o'er my burning brow,
'Oh! do you doubt I love you now?'
Sweet soul! I did not.
Warmly I felt her bossom thrill,
I press'd it closer, closer still,
Though gently bid not;
Till - oh! the world hath seldom heard
Of lovers, who so nearly err'd,
And yet, who
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