UNKNIT that brow; the day too soon
Departs when starry nights are nearer;
They're clouded now, nor will the Moon
Once come and try to make them clearer.
Be not like her, a peevish girl;-
I own I err'd; but when I dearer
Than worlds appraised thy rival's pearl-
I only meant that pearl, its wearer!
The Pearl
Joseph Skipsey
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Poem topics: girl, moon, Valentine's Day, pearl, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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