Poems Lyrical and Dramatic By Evelyn Douglas [i.e. J. E. Barlas] |
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CLAUDINE.
The quaking blaze of the pale blue stars
Pierces the cloud-streak's silver bars,
As a steel-blue sword-blade thin and keen
Cleaving the twilight's duskier green,
Lighting the hills and the streams between;—
Give me thy hand, Claudine, Claudine.
Pierces the cloud-streak's silver bars,
As a steel-blue sword-blade thin and keen
Cleaving the twilight's duskier green,
Lighting the hills and the streams between;—
Give me thy hand, Claudine, Claudine.
The olive leaves' moist lustrous hue
Shines silver-shot in the moonlit dew,
And the livid light of the fire-fly weaves
A mazy torch-dance under the leaves,
That cloudlike scatters, and cloudlike cleaves,
As gold corn bound into golden sheaves.
Shines silver-shot in the moonlit dew,
And the livid light of the fire-fly weaves
A mazy torch-dance under the leaves,
That cloudlike scatters, and cloudlike cleaves,
As gold corn bound into golden sheaves.
The broad moon sows with a pallid glare
The hazy fields of the twilight air,
Through ruin arches on yon lone isle
Shedding the stream of her icy smile,
Filling the world with its love and guile,
Over the wan waves many a mile.
The hazy fields of the twilight air,
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Shedding the stream of her icy smile,
Filling the world with its love and guile,
Over the wan waves many a mile.
Burns thine hair with a dusky gold,
A dream-like dull flame misty and cold;
Burns the sea with a flat white sheen,
Stretching away into depths unseen,
Swathing the shores with a glow-worm's green;—
Kiss me again, Claudine, Claudine.
A dream-like dull flame misty and cold;
Burns the sea with a flat white sheen,
Stretching away into depths unseen,
Swathing the shores with a glow-worm's green;—
Kiss me again, Claudine, Claudine.
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