The poems of Owen Meredith (Honble Robert Lytton.) Selected and revised by the author. Copyright edition. In two volumes |
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FATIMA.
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A year ago, thy cheek was brightAs oleander buds that break
The dark of yonder dells by night
Above the lamplit lake.
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Pale as a snow drop in CashmereThy face to night, fair infant, seems.
Ah, wretched child! what do'st thou hear
When I talk in my dreams?—
| The poems of Owen Meredith (Honble Robert Lytton.) | |