 | 'Twixt Kiss and Lip or Under the Sword. By the author of "Women Must Weep," [i.e. F. W. O. Ward] Third edition |  |
HEARTSEASE.
'Twas on a country stage I saw her first,
A shape of beauty, and a thing of light,
So soon to shake fair pinions and take flight,
Just when the darkness was by love disperst.
A shape of beauty, and a thing of light,
So soon to shake fair pinions and take flight,
Just when the darkness was by love disperst.
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For I was young, and yearning with the thirst
Of unknown throbs, that raised me to the height
Of human passions, not as yet accurst,
And all the world seemed beautiful and bright.
Of unknown throbs, that raised me to the height
Of human passions, not as yet accurst,
And all the world seemed beautiful and bright.
She sang some plain and tender ballad strains,
As artless as the airs of summer seas,
Sweet simple truths that could not choose but please;
As artless as the airs of summer seas,
Sweet simple truths that could not choose but please;
They banished from my bosom all its pains,
And though the voice has fled, a scent remains,
As of the flower that lovers call Heartsease.
And though the voice has fled, a scent remains,
As of the flower that lovers call Heartsease.
| 'Twixt Kiss and Lip or Under the Sword. By the author of "Women Must Weep," [i.e. F. W. O. Ward] Third edition | |