 | 'Twixt Kiss and Lip or Under the Sword. By the author of "Women Must Weep," [i.e. F. W. O. Ward] Third edition |  |
THE BOOK BEAUTIFUL.
And yet again I break the solemn seal,
To bid the volume of thy beauties ope,
With tales of promise on the page of hope,
That when reserving most the most reveal;
To bid the volume of thy beauties ope,
With tales of promise on the page of hope,
That when reserving most the most reveal;
As on shy waters deeper shadows steal,
And bluer skies put forth a fuller scope,
While greener pastures from the mountain slope,
And scars of morning evening mercies heal.
And bluer skies put forth a fuller scope,
While greener pastures from the mountain slope,
And scars of morning evening mercies heal.
Lo, fire and air and earth's most dainty stores;
The golden glimmer of the eagle's crest,
The rays that ripple on the opal's breast;
The golden glimmer of the eagle's crest,
The rays that ripple on the opal's breast;
So rare a reflex from the pages pours,
As though the very heaven rolled back its doors,
And with its splendours made thee bright and blest.
As though the very heaven rolled back its doors,
And with its splendours made thee bright and blest.
| 'Twixt Kiss and Lip or Under the Sword. By the author of "Women Must Weep," [i.e. F. W. O. Ward] Third edition | |