IN A GARDEN.
In a pleasant summer garden, "Where the tawny Severn flows, In the twilight Florence lingers, Plucking petals from a rose. Prom her fingers fast they nutter, In a fragrant crimson shower, While she whispers: "Is he coming? Is he coming? — 'tis the hour."
O'er her cheek her tresses ripple In a silken, sunny stream, While the gems beneath her es'elids Flash a deep, a tender gleam. She can hear a stealthy footstep Stealing by the lilac tree; She can hear it— nearer — nearer — But she will not turn to see.
Loving fingers gently blind her: "■Who am I, O dreamer? — guess!" And her cheeks put on their roses As she turns to mcct — a kiss!
O thou artist! make a picture Ere the charming vision goes — Lovely Florence, in the twilight, Plucking petals from a rose.
— H. J. B,
February 7, 1900.
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Otago Witness, Issue 2402, 15 March 1900, Page 53
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145IN A GARDEN. Otago Witness, Issue 2402, 15 March 1900, Page 53
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