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 | The poems of Madison Cawein |  |
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GERTRUDE
When first I gazed on Gertrude's face,Beheld her loveliness and grace;
Her brave gray eyes, her raven hair,
Her ways, more winsome than the spring's;
Her smile, like some sweet flower, that flings
Its fragrance on the summer air;
And when, like some wild-bird that sings,
I heard her voice,—I did declare,—
And still declare!—there is no one,
No girl beneath the moon or sun,
So beautiful to look upon!
And to my heart, as I know well,
Nothing seems more desirable,—
Not Ophir gold, nor Orient pearls—
Than seems this jewel-girl of girls.
| The poems of Madison Cawein | |