Laura
If Laura lady of the flower-soft face Should light upon these verses, she may take The tenderest line, and through its pulses trace What man can suffer for a womans sake. For in the nights that burn, the days that break, A thin pale figure stands in Passions place, And peace comes not, nor yet the perished grace Of youth, to keep old faiths and fires awake. Ah! marvellous maid. Life sobs, and sighing saith, She left me, fleeting like a fluttered dove; But I would have a moment of her breath, So I might taste the sweetest sense thereof, And catch from blossoming, honeyed lips of love Some faint, some fair, some dim, delicious death.
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"If Laura lady of the flower-soft face..."
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