The Poetical Works of George Barlow In Ten [Eleven] Volumes |
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THE TRYST
I am as one who hath a trysting place
Appointed—who throughout the weary day
Ever for stars of eventide doth pray,
Well knowing then that he shall see her face,
And laugh for rapture at her woman-grace
As she advances underneath the grey
Of early dusk to meet him in the way;
Knowing how every pain her smile shall chase.
Appointed—who throughout the weary day
Ever for stars of eventide doth pray,
Well knowing then that he shall see her face,
And laugh for rapture at her woman-grace
As she advances underneath the grey
Of early dusk to meet him in the way;
Knowing how every pain her smile shall chase.
So is it with me: I am waiting not
For any mortal woman—but a queen,
Lovely, eternal, blossom-white, serene.
Lo! in some calm fern-shaded heavenly grot
She waiteth, kisseth, crowneth; spirit indeed,
Yet woman when I, urgent, win love's meed.
For any mortal woman—but a queen,
Lovely, eternal, blossom-white, serene.
Lo! in some calm fern-shaded heavenly grot
She waiteth, kisseth, crowneth; spirit indeed,
Yet woman when I, urgent, win love's meed.
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