She Kissed her Finger-Tips
She kissed her finger-tips to me— A sudden splendor lit the skies ; I caught a glimpse of Paradise That filled my soul with ecstasy. She kissed her finger-tips to me—’Twas winter weather, yet I swear, The scent of woodbine filled the air And choiring birds piped merrily.
She kissed her finger-tips to me— The years rolled back, the world was young; I heard the song the sirens sung, In wave-washed islands of the sea. She kissed her finger-tips to me— The halcyon days returned again; And lo I this weary world of men The land of fairies seemed to be. She kissed her finger-tips to me— Ah ! I forgot that life had stern, Relentless tasks for me to learn, For love made earth an Arcady.
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Southland Times, Issue 13672, 6 February 1897, Page 1 (Supplement)
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129She Kissed her Finger-Tips Southland Times, Issue 13672, 6 February 1897, Page 1 (Supplement)
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