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Show FRESH LOVE TO SELL Fresh love to sell! Fresh love to sell! All day, all day Dan Cupid's cry Goes ringing with its rhythmic spell Between green earth and azure sky; Fresh love to sell to hearts that yearn, Fresh love to sell for just the bliss Of knowing how lips on lips can burn, Of knowing how kiss can answer kiss! Oh, all the market places shine With products of the west and east; There's fruit from some far southern vine, There's California's orange feast; But what with raiment and with gems, With fruit and all things markets show, Dan Cupid's are the diadems The world seeks as it seeks the glow. Fresh love to sell! Ah, there he sings, The errant fellow, full of sun, From house to house on aerial wings, Peddling his wares of gold-dreams spun, Fresh love to sell! And this the price, To give for every drop you take A love full sweet with sacrifice Of life and love for love's sweet sake. Baltimore Sun. |