Poems of Optimism by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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And in himself no consciousness of God.
EARTH BOUND New paradise, and groom and bride; The world was all their own; Her heart swelled full of love and pride; Yet were they quite alone? 'Now how is it, oh how is it, and why is it' (in fear All silent to herself she spake) 'that something strange seems here?' Along the garden paths they walked - The moon was at its height - And lover-wise they strolled and talked, But something was not right. And 'Who is that, now who is that, oh who is that,' quoth she, (All silent in her heart she spake) 'that seems to follow me?' He drew her closer to his side; She felt his lingering kiss; And yet a shadow seemed to glide Between her heart and his. And 'What is that, now what is that, oh what is that,' she said, (All silent to herself she spake) 'that minds me of the dead?' They wandered back by beds of bloom; |
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