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| Poetical Works of Robert Bridges excluding the eight dramas | ||
3
MILLICENT
Thou dimpled Millicent, of merry guesses,
Strong-limb'd and tall, tossing thy wayward tresses,
What mystery of the heart can so surprise
The mirth and music of thy brimming eyes?
Strong-limb'd and tall, tossing thy wayward tresses,
What mystery of the heart can so surprise
The mirth and music of thy brimming eyes?
Pale-brow, thou knowest not and diest to learn
The mortal secret that doth in thee burn;
With look imploring ‘If you love me, tell,
What is it in me that you love so well?’
The mortal secret that doth in thee burn;
With look imploring ‘If you love me, tell,
What is it in me that you love so well?’
And suddenly thou stakest all thy charms,
And leapest on me; and in thy circling arms
When almost stifled with their wild embrace,
I feel thy hot tears sheltering on my face.
And leapest on me; and in thy circling arms
When almost stifled with their wild embrace,
I feel thy hot tears sheltering on my face.
1901.
| Poetical Works of Robert Bridges excluding the eight dramas | ||