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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
FATE, by W. [PSEUD.]
First Line: When I picked up her glove
Last Line: I let fate decide it
Alternate Author Name(s): W.
Subject(s): Fate; Destiny
First Line: When I picked up her glove
Last Line: I let fate decide it
Alternate Author Name(s): W.
Subject(s): Fate; Destiny
WHEN I picked up her glove
I let Fate decide it.
So great was my love,
When I picked up her glove;
'Twas as soft as a dove
And her hand was inside it.
When I picked up her glove
I let Fate decide it.
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