上海龙凤shlf最新地址Poem: Roses And Rue

(To L. L.)

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Were it worth the pleasure,

上海龙凤shlf最新地址We never could learn love's song,

上海龙凤shlf最新地址We are parted too long.

上海龙凤shlf最新地址Could the passionate past that is fled

Call back its dead,

Could we live it all over again,

Were it worth the pain!

I remember we used to meet

By an ivied seat,

And you warbled each pretty word

With the air of a bird;

上海龙凤shlf最新地址And your voice had a quaver in it,

Just like a linnet,

And shook, as the blackbird's throat

上海龙凤shlf最新地址With its last big note;

And your eyes, they were green and grey

Like an April day,

上海龙凤shlf最新地址But lit into amethyst

上海龙凤shlf最新地址When I stooped and kissed;

And your mouth, it would never smile

For a long, long while,

Then it rippled all over with laughter

上海龙凤shlf最新地址Five minutes after.

You were always afraid of a shower,

Just like a flower:

I remember you started and ran

When the rain began.

I remember I never could catch you,

上海龙凤shlf最新地址For no one could match you,

You had wonderful, luminous, fleet,

Little wings to your feet.

I remember your hair - did I tie it?

上海龙凤shlf最新地址For it always ran riot -

上海龙凤shlf最新地址Like a tangled sunbeam of gold:

These things are old.

I remember so well the room,

And the lilac bloom

That beat at the dripping pane

In the warm June rain;

上海龙凤shlf最新地址And the colour of your gown,

It was amber-brown,

And two yellow satin bows

From your shoulders rose.

And the handkerchief of French lace

上海龙凤shlf最新地址Which you held to your face -

上海龙凤shlf最新地址Had a small tear left a stain?

上海龙凤shlf最新地址Or was it the rain?

上海龙凤shlf最新地址On your hand as it waved adieu

上海龙凤shlf最新地址There were veins of blue;

In your voice as it said good-bye

Was a petulant cry,

上海龙凤shlf最新地址'You have only wasted your life.'

上海龙凤shlf最新地址(Ah, that was the knife!)

上海龙凤shlf最新地址When I rushed through the garden gate

It was all too late.

上海龙凤shlf最新地址Could we live it over again,

Were it worth the pain,

Could the passionate past that is fled

Call back its dead!

上海龙凤shlf最新地址Well, if my heart must break,

上海龙凤shlf最新地址Dear love, for your sake,

上海龙凤shlf最新地址It will break in music, I know,

Poets' hearts break so.

上海龙凤shlf最新地址But strange that I was not told

That the brain can hold

上海龙凤shlf最新地址In a tiny ivory cell

上海龙凤shlf最新地址God's heaven and hell.