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Three Women, poem(s) by Ella Wheeler Wilcox |
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My love is young, so young |
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_ _My love is young, so young; Young is her cheek, and her throat, And life is a song to be sung With love the word for each note._ _Young is her cheek and her throat; _Her eyes have the smile o' May; _Her heart is the heart of a dove, _Ah, would she but fly to my breast, |