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III.

I stretch'd my hand, as if my grasp Could snatch the toy from either brow; And found a leaf within my clasp, One leaf--as fragrant now! If both in life may not be won, Be mine, at least, the gentler brother-- For he whose life deserves the one, In death may gain the other.

LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT.