 | 'Twixt Kiss and Lip or Under the Sword. By the author of "Women Must Weep," [i.e. F. W. O. Ward] Third edition |  |
THE HUMAN FACE ANGELICAL.
We met as strangers yet thy face was not,
But seemed familiar as a face I saw
In other worlds, where liberty was law;
And all the splendour was without a spot;
But seemed familiar as a face I saw
In other worlds, where liberty was law;
And all the splendour was without a spot;
We parted friends but parted not our lot,
For mine from thine its beauty still doth draw,
And in thy fairness loses every flaw,
And even forgets it ever had a blot.
For mine from thine its beauty still doth draw,
And in thy fairness loses every flaw,
And even forgets it ever had a blot.
We shall not meet again as we have met,
When time was young and life was musical,
And love for ever kept high festival;
When time was young and life was musical,
And love for ever kept high festival;
And though thou dost yet do not I forget,
But still through all the strife, sweet Margaret,
I see thy human face angelical.
But still through all the strife, sweet Margaret,
I see thy human face angelical.
| 'Twixt Kiss and Lip or Under the Sword. By the author of "Women Must Weep," [i.e. F. W. O. Ward] Third edition | |