The Horoscope.
Before a blear-eyed crone, a withered hag Who told maids' fortunes, two fair sisters stood, Watching her bony lingers, void of blood, Drop cards prophetic on an outspread rag. Brunette and blonde those sisters, fair as mom, This white anemone, that poppy brown, This ciest of Spring, and that of Autumn crown, Both hoping for the birth of hours unborn. " Your life will pass in pain and dreariment," So spake the aibyl to the proud brunette. " But he," she whispered, " ho will love me yet?" " Yes." "Be it so, then. I shall be content." Next spake the witch to her with snow-white breast, "That you shall ne'er love 'tis writ above." " But I," she whispered, " I at least shall love?" "Yes." "Be it ao, then. Thus shall I bo blest." — From the French of Francois Coppec. Lover Loquitur. BY LOUISE I. GOINEY. Liege lady i believe me, All night, from my pillow I heard, but to grieve me, The plash of the willow ; The rain on the towers ; The winds without number ; In the gloom of the hours, And denial of slumber : And night to the dawning — My heart aching blindly* Unresting and mourning That you were unkindly — What did I ostensibly. Ah ! what under heaven, Liege lady 1 but sensibly Doze till eleven ? 335.
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Poverty Bay Herald, Volume X, Issue 2026, 15 September 1883, Page 2 (Supplement)
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