LES DEUX BAISERS.
The harvest moon shone clear Through raindrops softly falling’; And from the woodland near,
The drowsy birds were calling, When joined were mutual eyes To mine in shy surprise, And deep my longing soul drank bliss At that first perfect all-absorbing kiss.
Pale flickering tapers shone Amid the white flowers gleaming Around the couch of one
That lay as only di earning— Yet eye, nor lip, nor brow To love may waken now ; And died for ever hopes of bliss In that last, saddest self-forgetting kiss. J. ATHELBY.
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New Zealand Graphic, Volume XV, Issue II, 13 July 1895, Page 38
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91LES DEUX BAISERS. New Zealand Graphic, Volume XV, Issue II, 13 July 1895, Page 38
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