O lady, 'twas for you I died- Will linger till the break of day. My death is as my life was-sweet; Engraved this legend with a kiss: Jerome A. Hart [1854 LOVE AND LIFE "GIVE me a fillet, Love," quoth I, A fillet, Love, but not to chafe My Sweeting's soul, to cause her pain; But just to bind her close and safe Through snow and blossom and sun and rain: A fillet, boy!" Love said, "Here's joy." "Give me a fetter, Life," quoth I, A fetter, Life, that each shall wear, I prithee, Life, no more forbear— Rosies Haste, Life-be brief!" Said Life: "Here's grief." Julie Mathilde Lippman [1864 LOVE'S PRISONER SWEET love has twined his fingers in my hair, Nor see but only in my own heart where How can I tell, Emprisoned so well, If in the outer world be sunset or sunrise? Sweet Love has loosed his fingers from my hair, Nor see but in my ruined heart, and there How should I know, Distraught and blinded so, If in the outer world be sunrise or sunset? Sweet Love has freed my eyes, but they are wet. ROSIES THERE'S a rosie-show in Derry, An' a rosie-show in Down; But if I had the choosin' Av a rosie-prize the day, Like he plucked whin rakin' hay: 905 Yon pink wee rosie in my hair- Ay, there's rosies sure in Derry, Through the heart av London town! But if I had the liftin' Or the buyin' av a few, I'd choose jist pink wee rosies That's all drenchin' wid the dewYon pink wee rosies wid the tears! Och wet, wet tears!-ay, troth, 'tis years Since we kep' rakin' in the hay Thon day-thon day! Agnes I. Hanrahan (18 AT THE COMEDY LAST night, in snowy gown and glove, (And, oh, were life their little scene For you, who saw them gayly win Both hand and heart away, Knew well where dwelt the mockery in That foolish little play. ("If love were all-if love were all," The viols sobbed and cried, "Then love were best whate'er befall!" Low, low, the flutes replied.) "I Heard a Soldier" And you, last night, did you forget, For watching there your eyes were wet (And down the great dark curtain fell Upon their foolish play: But you and I knew—Oh, too well !— Life went another way !) Arthur Stringer [1874 "SOMETIME IT MAY BE " SOMETIME it may be you and I Caring no more for our old dreams, But let our graves be side by side, So passers-by at even-tide May pause a moment's space: "Ah, they were lovers who lie here! Else why these low graves laid so near, In this forgotten place?" Arthur Colton [1868 "I HEARD A SOLDIER" I HEARD a soldier sing some trifle "If after death, love, comes a waking, 907 "To me the slow and silver pealing What grief of love had he to stifle, Out in the veldt, alone? Herbert Trench [1865 THE LAST MEMORY WHEN I am old, and think of the old days, Of the eternal mystery, and love Like a dim pain; and I shall bend above When you are no more young, and I am old. Arthur Symons [1865 "DOWN BY THE SALLEY GARDENS" Down by the salley gardens my love and I did meet; She passed the salley gardens with little snow-white feet. |