It knew no Medicine

It knew no Medicine
It was not Sickness then
Nor any need of Surgery
And therefore ’twas not Pain

It moved away the Cheeks
A Dimple at a time
And left the Profile plainer
And in the place of Bloom

It left the little Tint
That never had a Name
You’ve seen it on a Cast’s face
Was Paradise to blame

If momently ajar
Temerity drew near
And sickened ever afterward
For Somewhat that it saw?

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It knew no Medicine