Excerpt from Here's Luck to Lora and Other PoemsWhen Morning, reddened by the morning mist, Moves on with music and a mien divine.O Lora, you're a dainty bud half-blown, Complexioned like the winged cherubim, With saucy ways and answers all your own, And eyes where tender love-light goes to swim, And silken hair ablaze with golden glow, And pouting lips as warm as summer clime, Dead-ripe and red as damask roses blow In breezy J une, or any oth...
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