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Show The Dream Dispelled. By Angus Nicholson. To a Manila Mestiza. Senorita, garlanded with bleeding hearts, The heavy scent of ylang-ylang in thy hair; Brown-breasted maid, of far Luneta's strand, Again I linger with thee there. Beyond yon peaks the night-gloom lies, See! the regal sunset flames and dies; Again the white stars seem to meet The lights that burn in Old Cavite Silence, save the voice of thee, And all the sea's sad melody. Robert V. Carr. Note Written on the steps of a temple, back of Nagasaki, Japan. Chicago Post. |