 | The Complete Poetical Works of Robert Buchanan |  |
Clasping his knee with one soft lady-hand,
The other fingering his glass of wine,
Black-raimented, white-hair'd, polite, and bland,
With mellow voice discourses Doctor Vine:
He warms, with deep eyes stirr'd to thoughtful light,
And round about his serious talk the while,
Kindly, yet pensive—worldly wise, yet bright,
Like bloom upon the blackthorn, blows his smile.
The other fingering his glass of wine,
Black-raimented, white-hair'd, polite, and bland,
With mellow voice discourses Doctor Vine:
He warms, with deep eyes stirr'd to thoughtful light,
And round about his serious talk the while,
Kindly, yet pensive—worldly wise, yet bright,
Like bloom upon the blackthorn, blows his smile.
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