Poems by Violet Fane [i.e. M. M. Lamb] With Portrait engraved by E. Stodart ... in two volumes |
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A THOUGHT.
At night, as lying half awake
I muse upon my soul's desire,
Out of the embers of the fire
There seems to glide a glitt'ring snake.
I muse upon my soul's desire,
Out of the embers of the fire
There seems to glide a glitt'ring snake.
Sucking my life, with poisonous hate
That serpent coils till morning's rise,
And whispers, “On his bosom lies
A dearer form—a warmer weight.”
That serpent coils till morning's rise,
And whispers, “On his bosom lies
A dearer form—a warmer weight.”
Oh, if from coiling near my heart
That viper would become my friend!
If its soft gliding tongue would end
This aching wound from which I smart;
That viper would become my friend!
If its soft gliding tongue would end
This aching wound from which I smart;
Then I would call it by some name,
Love or Despair (which would be best?)—
And pressing it unto my breast
Would fondle it, and make it tame!
Love or Despair (which would be best?)—
And pressing it unto my breast
Would fondle it, and make it tame!
| Poems by Violet Fane [i.e. M. M. Lamb] | |