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AH, EROS DOTH NOT ALWAYS SMITE by KATHERINE HARRIS BRADLEY

AH, Eros doth not always smite
With cruel, shining dart,
Whose bitter point with sudden might
Rends the unhappy heart -
Not thus forever purple-stained,
And sore with steely touch,
Else were its living fountain drained
Too oft and overmuch.
O'er it sometimes the boy will deign
Sweep the shaft's feathered end ;
And friendship rises without pain
Where the white plumes descend.


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