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Can we ever forget those old mornings when we rose with the lark, and,
while the earliest sunlight slanted through the sleeping house, stole to
the little bookclad study to read--Heaven bless us!--you, perhaps, Mary
Wollstonecraft, and I, Livy, in a Froben folio of 1531!!
Will you accept these old verses in memory of those old mornings? Ah,
then came in the sweet o' the year.
Yours now as then_,
R. Le G.
May 14th, 1892.
CONTENTS
_Epistle Dedicatory,
To the Reader_,
I. PAOLO AND FRANCESCA,
II. YOUNG LOVE--
i. Preludes,
ii. Prelude--'I make this rhyme,'
iii. 'But, Song, arise thee on a greater wing,'
iv. Once,
v. The Two Daffodils,
vi. 'Why did she marry him?'
vii. The Lamp and the Star,
viii. Orbits,
ix. Never--Ever,
x. Love's Poor,
xi. Comfort of Dante,
xii. A Lost Hour,
xiii. Met once more,
xiv. A June Lily,
xv. Regret
xvi. Love Afar
xvii. Canst thou be true across so many miles?
_Postscript_
III. COR CORDIUM--
To my Wife, Mildred
The Destined Maid: a Prayer
With some old Love Verses
In a copy of Mr.
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