"Laura Lee"

{I fear 
Alas} the call of duty
That tore our souls apart
Wath rifled of its beauty
Thy once confiding heart
While on thy words I ponder
They breathe no joy for me
There charm of youthful candor
Hath faded Laura Lee
Alas
When life was in its morning
With rapture running wild
Around my spirits yearning
A new born spring time smiled
I saw thee, gay and youthful,
Adorned in
[?] artless glee
I knew thy heart was truthful
thee Laura Lee
And loved my