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Show Only an Interlude. Closo vines of honeysuckle overhung The door w'th hoverlnc nveets: "Hound tho white pillars they luxuriant swung And cooled tho summer hents, And mado the narrow way a narrower (-com; So that, In passing through. Vou shook tho spray upon you, gleam on cleam. And wero baptized In dew. And, with tho morning, to tho door she came, Tho vines nround, above A radiant picture In that glowing frame And atmoBphero of love. Slio toolc a tender blosnom In her hand, Toyed with her linger tips, Then mingled with it, as her mouth sho fanned, Tho honey of her lips. And I, a stranger since the night before A lover's quarrel ours In hiding, watched .her standing In the door, Fairest of all the flow'rs. I, who so loved her.jdnrcd not go to her: I had been In the wrong, , And ploBn.liaitnoi',ni"',!'tvnr4uffes' -"ings uro i" Remorse tho wholo night long. il came sho saw mo smiled. We met half way. Embraced In now-born bliss, And, of our nunrrol had no word to say; 'Twns smothered In a kiss. You crush n flower Its perfumes will arise In sweetness for tho pain; So, grlovo n woman, und sue yields love's prize Forgiveness, poured like rain. George Ulrdseye. |