That Red-Haired Girl
THAT red-haired girl, with azure eye___
Just now I saw her tripping by!
What makes me start and tremble so?
‘Tis not that red-’haired girl, I know!
And yet, somehow, I heave a sigh.
For she is fair and tall, while I,
Alas, am dark, and thin, and dry;
What stuff is this I’ve writ! but oh,
That red-haired girl!
What odds to me, you say? Oh, my,
How hard it is to tell a lie
When one beholds that throat of snow___
And eyes grow dim, and pulses go!
God bless my soul’s delight! Who? Why,
That red-haired girl.
__Albert Bigelow Paine.
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