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XXVIII. “TWO RUBIES”
The lilacs scented all the perfect air;
Bright living emeralds flashed on every spray:
Spring, ever fair to see, grew yet more fair
Within the eyes of May.
Bright living emeralds flashed on every spray:
Spring, ever fair to see, grew yet more fair
Within the eyes of May.
And I—I let my frost-bound heart expand;
I let the soft air lull me to repose.
I felt a joy the sun could understand,
The sun that courts the rose.
I let the soft air lull me to repose.
I felt a joy the sun could understand,
The sun that courts the rose.
For, when the sun has striven through clouds and gloom
For many a weary league, for many an hour,
How must its strange soul worship all the bloom
Of one cloud-conquering flower.
For many a weary league, for many an hour,
How must its strange soul worship all the bloom
Of one cloud-conquering flower.
There came a word those sunlit hours to mar.
Two rubies glittering on a golden ring
Said: “Soon will vanish some one dearer far
Than all the flowers of spring!”
Two rubies glittering on a golden ring
Said: “Soon will vanish some one dearer far
Than all the flowers of spring!”
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