First Love

I ne'er was struck before that hour

With love so sudden and so sweet.
Her face it bloomed like a sweet flower
And stole my heart awaycomplete.

My  face turned pale, a deadly pale.
My legs refused to walk away,
And when she looked what could I ail
My life and all seemed turned to clay.And then my blood rushed to my face
And took my eyesight quite away.
The trees and bushes round theplace
Seemed midnight at noonday.I could not see a single thing,
Words from my eyes did start.
They spoke as chords do from thestring,
And blood burnt round my heart.Are  flowers the winter's choice
Is love's bed always snow
She seemed to hear my silent voice
Not  love appeals to know.
I never saw so sweet a face
As that I stood before.
My heart has left its dwelling place
And can return no more.