 | 'Twixt Kiss and Lip or Under the Sword. By the author of "Women Must Weep," [i.e. F. W. O. Ward] Third edition |  |
DAY AND NIGHT.
O thou that breathest all the grace of each—
While sunlit pictures fret in frames of gold,
And marble brows are pure and pale and cold—
Hast learned from both their mute melodious speech;
While sunlit pictures fret in frames of gold,
And marble brows are pure and pale and cold—
Hast learned from both their mute melodious speech;
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Thou dost roflect them in a richer mould,
Beyond the range of unillumined reach,
Though I whose eyes are dark can but beseech,
And hunger for the joys I would behold.
Beyond the range of unillumined reach,
Though I whose eyes are dark can but beseech,
And hunger for the joys I would behold.
For thou art mingled of the night and day,
With balms for all our pains' accurséd probes,
Each restful shade and every kindly ray;
With balms for all our pains' accurséd probes,
Each restful shade and every kindly ray;
These thy sweet presence still around it globes,
And as thou walkest, thy benignant way
Is like the rustling of the angels' robes.
And as thou walkest, thy benignant way
Is like the rustling of the angels' robes.
| 'Twixt Kiss and Lip or Under the Sword. By the author of "Women Must Weep," [i.e. F. W. O. Ward] Third edition | |