It knew no Medicine - It was not Sickness - then - Nor any need of Surgery - And therefore - 'twas not Pain - It moved away the Cheeks - A Dimple at a time - And left the Profile - plainer - And in the place of Bloom
It left the little Tint That never had a Name - You've seen it on a Cast's face - Was Paradise - to blame -
If momently ajar - Temerity - drew near - And sickened - ever afterward For Somewhat that it saw?
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