Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. (1833–1908). An American Anthology, 1787–1900. 1900.
By Alice DuerMiller1617 Song
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On the emerald earth,
A man, a maid,
And a mood of mirth,
A foolish jest,
That a smile amends—
It took no more
To make us friends.
The year in bloom,
Lips quickly met
In the garden’s gloom;
The trees about us,
The stars above—
It took no more
To teach us love.
The air like wine—
Go you your way,
And I ’ll go mine.
Lightly we part
Who lightly met—
What more is needed,
When both forget?