 | The poems of Madison Cawein |  |
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And he had lived such loveless years
That suffering had made him wise;
And she had known no graver tears
Than those of girlhood's eyes.
That suffering had made him wise;
And she had known no graver tears
Than those of girlhood's eyes.
And he, perhaps, had loved before—
One, who had wedded, or had died;—
So life to him had been but poor
In love for which he sighed.
One, who had wedded, or had died;—
So life to him had been but poor
In love for which he sighed.
In years and heart she was so young
Love paused and beckoned at the gate,
And bade her hear his songs, unsung;
She laughed that “love must wait.”
Love paused and beckoned at the gate,
And bade her hear his songs, unsung;
She laughed that “love must wait.”
He understood. She only knew
Love's hair was faded, face was gray—
Nor saw the rose his autumn blew
There in her heedless way.
Love's hair was faded, face was gray—
Nor saw the rose his autumn blew
There in her heedless way.
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