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YOUTH by FRANCIS LEDWIDGE

First Line: SHE PAVED THE WAY WITH PERFUME SWEET
Last Line: SHE LEFT ME TO GROW OLD ALONE.
Subject(s): LOVE - AGE DIFFERENCES; LOVE - COMPLAINTS; LOVE - LOSS OF;
SHE paved the way with perfume sweet
of flowers that moved like winds alight,
And never weary grew my feet
Wandering through the spring's delight.

She dropped her sweet fife to her lips
And lured me with her melodies,
To where the great big wandering ships
Put out into the peaceful seas.

But when the year grew chill and brown,
And all the wings of Summer flown,
Within the tumult of a town
She left me to grow old alone.



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