Le Charme
Charm
Sylvestre
When I was struck by your smile
I felt my whole being quake,
But what it was o’erwhelmed my spirit,
Sense of that I could not make.
When I saw you look at me,
I felt my soul dissolve,
But what this emotion might be
Was not a thing I could resolve.
A most melancholy charm it was,
Put me for ever in your thrall,
And I only knew I loved you
When I saw your first tear-drop fall.
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