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Within A Year Post by :ab400 Category :Poems Author :George Parsons Lathrop Date :July 2011 Read :3442

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Within A Year


Lips that are met in love's
Devotion sweet,
While parting lovers passionately greet,
And earth through heaven's arc more swiftly moves--
Oh, will they be less dear
Within a year?


Eyes in whose shadow-spell
Far off I read
That which to lovers taking loving heed
Dear women's eyes full soon and plainly tell--
Oh, will you give such cheer
This time a year?


Behold! the dark year goes,
Nor will reveal
Aught of its purpose, if for woe or weal,
Swift as a stream that o'er the mill-weir flows:
Mayhap the end draws near
Within the year!


Yet, darling, once more touch
Those lips to mine.
Set on my life that talisman divine;
Absence, new friends, I fear not overmuch----
Even Death, should he appear
Within the year!

(The end)
George Parsons Lathrop's poem: Within A Year

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