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HOME FROM THE PARTY, by                    
First Line: Love is the master, the mistress, occasion!
Last Line: Whose mute command we silently obey.
Subject(s): Charm; Love


Love is the master, the mistress, Occasion!
To the rousing rhythm and the music's charms
At the ball, in a moment's soft persuasion,
I pressed your comely body in my arms.

And then I gathered from your hair
The fragrance a lover bears to his pillow;
And your flowered cheek held the fires there
That in my pulse were a crimson billow.

But soon we had to join the rest;
And all along the lighted street
We followed far off; we seemed oppressed,
Spoke not, nor did our glances meet.

At length to the dark our pathway rolls:
As the lightning swift, as the rainfall fresh,
A sudden kiss that joined our souls
Fused like a philtre with the fundament of our flesh.

Love is the master, the mistress, Occasion!
And always in the twilight forest, they
Are the enchanters of a sweet invasion
Whose mute command we silently obey.





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