So bashful when I spied her!
So pretty -- so ashamed!
So hidden in her leaflets
Lest anybody find --
So breathless till I passed here --
So helpless when I turned
And bore her struggling, blushing,
Her simple haunts beyond!

For whom I robbed the Dingle --
For whom I betrayed the Dell --
Many, will doubtless ask me,
But I shall never tell!

You have two choices now:
1. Delete this.

2. Invite Love to your Life!

Hope you will choose 2. I did.