Love, Wandering Thro' The Golden Maze

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Title:     Love, Wandering Thro' The Golden Maze
Author: Thomas Moore [More Titles by Moore]

Love, wandering through the golden maze
Of my beloved's hair,
Traced every lock with fond delays,
And, doting, lingered there.
And soon he found 'twere vain to fly;
His heart was close confined,
For, every ringlet was a tie--
A chain by beauty twined.

[The end]
Thomas Moore's poem: Love, Wandering Thro' The Golden Maze

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