Mary Colborne-veel I Love You Poems
- 1. `what Look Hath She?'
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... - 2. Resurgam
(Autumn Song)
Chill breezes moaning are
Where leaves hang yellow:
... - 3. What Look Hath She
What look hath she,
What majestie,
That must so high approve her?
What graces move
... - 4. Saturday Night
Saturday night in the crowded town;
Pleasure and pain going up and down,
Murmuring low on the ear there beat
Echoes unceasing of voice and feet.
... - 5. We Go No More To The Forest
WE go no more to the forest,
The rimus are all cut down.
They are built into roof and sill and wall,
Into floors that thrill to the last foot-fall
... - 6. Distant Authors
"Aqui esta encerrada el alma licenciado Pedro Garcias."
Dear books! and each the living soul,
Our hearts aver, of men unseen,
... - 7. `resurgam'
(Autumn Song)
Chill breezes moaning are
Where leaves hang yellow:
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