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APPENDIX
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It was the author's intention to omit some verses from this new issue of ‘A Country Muse,’ but it was pointed out to him that the present book could hardly pretend to be a second edition if it did not contain all that was in the first. Consequently the poems he would prefer to leave out are printed in this Appendix.
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A SONG
[I kissed thee once.]
I kissed thee once.
No deep distress,
No bitterness
Of piercing word or silent bird
Can cloud with strife
This joy of life—
I kissed thee once.
No deep distress,
No bitterness
Of piercing word or silent bird
Can cloud with strife
This joy of life—
I kissed thee once.
I kissed thee once.
When wings apace
Towards thy face
The robber bee to plunder thee,
Not first he sips
Thy honeyed lips—
I kissed thee once!
When wings apace
Towards thy face
The robber bee to plunder thee,
Not first he sips
Thy honeyed lips—
I kissed thee once!
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TO A MAID SLEEPING ON THE LAWN
Gold and roses,
Roses, gold!
Not a thorn to
Prick the bold!
She reposes,
As of old,
Gold and roses,
Roses, gold.
Roses, gold!
Not a thorn to
Prick the bold!
She reposes,
As of old,
Gold and roses,
Roses, gold.
Love and kisses,
Kisses, love!
Whiter-breasted
Than a dove!
When she misses
This her glove,
Love and kisses,
Kisses, love,
Kisses, love!
Whiter-breasted
Than a dove!
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This her glove,
Love and kisses,
Kisses, love,
Sweet and lily,
Lily, sweet,
I will throw me
At her feet
In this stilly
Rose retreat,
Sweet and lily,
Lily, sweet!
Lily, sweet,
I will throw me
At her feet
In this stilly
Rose retreat,
Sweet and lily,
Lily, sweet!
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