The literary remains of the late Willis Gaylord Clark Including the Ollapodiana Papers, the Spirit Of Life, and a selection from his various prose and poetical writings |
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TO EMILY B--- |
 | The literary remains of the late Willis Gaylord Clark |  |
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TO EMILY B---
‘Dear Girl! an angel sour thou art—
The mule of every spell;
That brays o'er trumpets to my heart,
And bids my bosom swell.
The mule of every spell;
That brays o'er trumpets to my heart,
And bids my bosom swell.
‘And oh! darnation o'er thy cheek
Its rudest blister bends;
And thy blear eyes forever speak
A welcome to thy friends.
Its rudest blister bends;
And thy blear eyes forever speak
A welcome to thy friends.
‘Alas! if fate should bind us fast,
Life would be rough with me;
A toad would rush upon my heart,
Without a smile from thee.
Life would be rough with me;
A toad would rush upon my heart,
Without a smile from thee.
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‘Where could I meet a lamp so fair
In Nature's open passage?
With thee the barbarous flower compare,
And own my grief a sausage?
In Nature's open passage?
With thee the barbarous flower compare,
And own my grief a sausage?
‘Forgive, my bore, this nasty lay,
And let its numbers be
Sweet monitors, that drily dry,
Shall bid thee think of me!’
And let its numbers be
Sweet monitors, that drily dry,
Shall bid thee think of me!’
J. S.
| The literary remains of the late Willis Gaylord Clark | |