ONCE when all the Spring was wild,
All the leaves dew-pearled,
Once I met Happiness,
Singing down the world.
She had laughter on her lips,
Flowers in her hair–
Once I met Happiness–
Oh, she was fair!
There was yellow sun, I know,
Scent o' pine that day,
Once she kissed me on the lips,
Laughed and went her way.
What if all the lights are dim,
All the flowers furled?
Once I met Happiness,
Singing down the world!
"Once I Met Happiness"
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