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Poem “The Change” by Ella Wheeler Wilcox

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The Change


She leaned out into the soft June weather,
  With her long loose tresses the night breeze played;
Her eyes were as blue as the bells on the heather:
  Oh, what is so fair as a fair young maid!

She folded her hands, like the leaves of a lily,
“My life,” she said, “is a night in June,
Fair and quiet, and calm and stilly;
  Bring me a change, oh changeful moon!

“Who would drift on a lake forever?
  Young hearts weary–it is not strange,
And sigh for the beautiful bounding river;
   New moon, true moon, bring me a change!”

The rose that rivaled her maiden blushes
  Dropped from her breast, at a stranger’s feet;
Only a glance; but the hot blood rushes
  To mantle a fair face, shy and sweet.

To and fro, while the moon is waning,
  They walk, and the stars shine on above;
And one is in earnest, and one is feigning
  Oh, what is so sweet, as a sweet young love f

A young life crushed, and a young heart broken,
  A bleak wind blows through the lovely bower,
And all that remains of the love vows spoken–
  Is the trampled leaf of a faded flower.

The night is dark, for the moon is failing–
  And what is so pale, as a pale old moon!
Cold is the wind through the tree tops wailing
  Woe that the change should come so soon.


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