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Autumn Idyll beard beauty Belle Marquise beside birds Boucher bright brow CALIFORNIA called child comes common Cupid's Alley dainty dance dear distress door Dorothy dream drop epigram eyes face face 99 fair fall fancy feet fingers flower FRANK Garden give Gossip grace grass gray green grew growing hair hand Heading to poem hear heart Idyll LAWRENCE Illustrations JACK knees knew LADY laughing LAWRENCE lean letter light lips look mood mother mouth Muse never NOTE Painter pale passed Pipe Plato plays poet poor rest Rose round scarce Scene seat shade Sing sister smile snow Soft song sorrow Story of Rosina Strange summer Sure sweet tear Thick things thought to-day told true tune turned Twas UNIV verses VIMU Virtuoso Waiting walk watch young
46 psl. - read " three hours. Both notes and text Were fast a mist becoming ; In bounced a vagrant bee, perplexed, And filled the room with humming, Then out. The casement's leafage sways, And, parted light, discloses Miss Di., with hat and book, a maze Of muslin mixed with roses. " You're reading Greek?" " I am and you?" " O, mine's a mere romancer ! "
61 psl. - I PLUNGE my hand among the leaves : (An alien touch but dust perceives, Nought else supposes ;) For me those fragrant ruins raise Clear memory of the vanished days When they were roses. " If youth but knew !" Ah, " if," in truth I can recall with what gay youth, To what light chorus, Unsobered yet by time or change, We roamed the many-gabled Grange, All life before us ; Braved the old clock-tower's dust and damp To catch the dim Arthurian camp In misty distance ; Peered at the still-room's sacred...
46 psl. - " I am and you ? " " O, mine's a mere romancer ! " "So Plato is." ' Then read him do ; And I'll read mine in answer." I read. " My Plato (Plato, too, That wisdom thus should harden !) Declares ' blue eyes look doubly blue Beneath a Dolly Varden.
88 psl. - And a pinch from the Cure's box. There is also a word that no one heard To the furrier's daughter Lou; And a pale cheek fed with a flickering red, And a "Bon Dieu garde M'sieu .'" But a grander way for the Sous-Pre"fet, And a bow for Ma'am'selle Anne; And a mock "off-hat...
46 psl. - For Socrates (I find he too is talking) Thinks Learning can't remain at ease While Beauty goes a-walking." She read no more. I leapt the sill : The sequel's scarce essential Nay, more than this, I hold it still Profoundly confidential.
87 psl. - And a bow for Ma'am'selle Anne ; And a mock " off-hat " to the Notary's cat, And a nod to the Sacristan : For ever through life the Cure goes With a smile on his kind old face With his coat worn bare, and his straggling hair And his green umbrella-case.
71 psl. - T^IS an old dial, dark with many a stain ; -*- In summer crowned with drifting orchard bloom, Tricked in the autumn with the yellow rain, And white in winter like a marble tomb...
73 psl. - ... tendril-curls the sunlight shone; And round her train the tiger-lilies swayed, Like courtiers bowing till the queen be gone. She leaned upon the slab a little while, Then drew a jewelled pencil from her zone, Scribbled a something with a frolic smile, Folded, inscribed, and niched it in the stone. The shade slipped on, no swifter than the snail: There came a second lady to the place, Dove-eyed, dove-robed, and something wan and pale An inner beauty shining from her face.
88 psl. - As she knits in her dusky stall. There's a letter to drop at the locksmith's shop, And Toto, the locksmith's niece, Has jubilant hopes, for the Cure gropes In his tails for a pain d'epice.
36 psl. - Mine's a musician, musical at heart, Throbs to the gathered grieving of Beethoven, Sways to the light coquetting of Mozart. FRANK. Best ? You should hear mine trilling out a ballad, Queen at a pic-nic, leader of the glees, Not too divine to toss you up a salad, Great in Sir Roger danced among the trees.