id	author	title	date	pages	extension	mime	words	sentences	flesch	summary	cache	txt
19897	Riley, James Whitcomb	Riley Love-Lyrics			.txt	text/plain	12138	1258	98	Though I hear, beneath my study, like a fluttering of wings, Grew round the stump," she loved me--that old sweetheart of mine. They would not smile in Heaven till the other's kiss had come. Mine eyes, such was my faint heart's sweet distress. I stay with kisses, ere the tearful face Like a rose in bloom; Sweet as the dew's lip to the rose's. Her face is like a night of June And Woman's eyes of tears and smiles,-Love, and the smiling face of her. Love, and the glad sweet face of her. Or like the lights of old antiquity To calm my love--kiss down her shielding hand With her fair face and the sweet smile of it, The touches of her hands are like the fall The touches of her hands are like the dew Fer they all died little babies; and 'twas one o' Mother's ways,	./cache/19897.txt	./txt/19897.txt