“See'st thou o'er my shoulders falling,
Snake-like ringlets waving free?
Have no fear, for they are twisted
To allure thee unto me.”
Thus she spake, the gentle dove,
Listen to thy plighted love:-
“Ah, how long I wait, until
Sweetheart cometh back (she said)
Laying his caressing hand
Underneath my burning head.”
Love-song
Emma Lazarus
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Poem topics: fear, snake, head, gentle, wait, long, listen, dove, allure, love, I love you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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