TO A DEAD WOMAN. to a Dead Woman." OT a kiss in life; but one kiss, at life's end, NOT I have set on the face of Death in trust for thee. Through long years keep it fresh on thy lips, O friend! At the gate of Silence give it back to me. H. C. BUNner. 1 From "The Poems of H. C. Bunner," copyright, 1884, 1892, 1896, by Charles Scribner's Sons. Destiny. THREE roses, wan as moonlight, and weighed down Each with its loveliness as with a crown, Drooped in a florist's window in a town. The first a lover bought. It lay at rest, Like flower on flower, that night, on Beauty's breast, The second rose, as virginal and fair, Shrunk in the tangles of a harlot's hair. The third, a widow, with new grief made wild, T. B. ALDRICH. THE KINGS. A The Rings. MAN said unto his angel: "My spirits are fallen thro', And I cannot carry this battle; O brother! what shall I do? "The terrible Kings are on me, Then said to the man his angel: "As judged by the little judges "Thy will is the very, the only, "Tho' out of the past they gather, Mind's Doubt and bodily Pain, And pallid Thirst of the Spirit That is kin to the other twain, "And Grief, in a cloud of banners, "While Kings of eternal evil "To fear not sensible failure, L. I. GUINEY. And the winter's dawn is gray, And said, "However you cheat your mind, A ghost of a dawn, and pale, and weak, - "To throw a morning flush on the cheek As a gray rose-leaf that is fading white I kissed her lips, they were half apart, I From "The Poems of H. C. Bunner," copyright, 1884, 1892, 1896, by Charles Scribner's Sons. |