 | The poems and sonnets of Louise Chandler Moulton |  |
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ROSES AT SEA.
Love-children of the summer and the sun
Alien to this salt air and stretch of sea,
And beautiful in your bright witchery
As the first rose, whose wooing was begun
By the first nightingale, when day was done
And over Eden's walks the wind blew free,
And the winged wooers sang in ecstasy
Of love and love and love—till love was won.
Alien to this salt air and stretch of sea,
And beautiful in your bright witchery
As the first rose, whose wooing was begun
By the first nightingale, when day was done
And over Eden's walks the wind blew free,
And the winged wooers sang in ecstasy
Of love and love and love—till love was won.
To-day you bless me with your beauty's spell,
Roses from some dream-garden left behind,
With breath half tenderness and half farewell,
And gracious hopes with your sweet grace entwined:
Will hopes, like buds, turn blossoms? Who shall tell?
Your fragrant soul escapes—can Memory bind?
Roses from some dream-garden left behind,
With breath half tenderness and half farewell,
And gracious hopes with your sweet grace entwined:
Will hopes, like buds, turn blossoms? Who shall tell?
Your fragrant soul escapes—can Memory bind?
| The poems and sonnets of Louise Chandler Moulton | |