 | 'Twixt Kiss and Lip or Under the Sword. By the author of "Women Must Weep," [i.e. F. W. O. Ward] Third edition |  |
DEFLOWERED.
The bloom was on the blossom of the plant,
The fire was in the bosom of the flower;
The scourging of the gale had been too scant,
To blow one petal from its dewy bower.
The fire was in the bosom of the flower;
The scourging of the gale had been too scant,
To blow one petal from its dewy bower.
And in the depths of hope's unrifled dower,
For brighter beauties envy fain would pant;
When even the shaking of the thunder shower,
Left all the charms that all the world enchant.
For brighter beauties envy fain would pant;
When even the shaking of the thunder shower,
Left all the charms that all the world enchant.
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But when the crest of pride began to grow,
The worm was working upward from the ground,
And dark decay was coldly closing round;
The worm was working upward from the ground,
And dark decay was coldly closing round;
And while the storm had fairer feasts of woe,
A doom more deadly laid the blossom low,
Dispetaled and dishonoured and discrowned.
A doom more deadly laid the blossom low,
Dispetaled and dishonoured and discrowned.
| 'Twixt Kiss and Lip or Under the Sword. By the author of "Women Must Weep," [i.e. F. W. O. Ward] Third edition | |