Poems of Passion by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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page 38 of 108 (35%)
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The Silence spoke to a Star;
But I do not dare repeat What it said to its love afar, It was too sweet, too sweet. But there, in the fair world's youth, Ere sorrow had drawn breath, When nothing was known but Truth, Nor was there even death, The Star to Silence was wed, And the Sun was priest that day, And they made their bridal-bed High in the Milky Way. For the great white star had heard Her silent lover's speech; It needed no passionate word To pledge them each to each. Oh, lady fair and far, Hear, oh, hear and apply! Thou, the beautiful Star-- The voiceless Silence, I. [Illustration:] TIME AND LOVE. |
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