Ryan, Sara Agnes · Chicago : The Mayer and Miller Co. · leaf 92
when thy heart by chanceCast backward one forbidden glance,And saw Francesca, with childs glee,Subdue and mount thy wild-horse knee,And with proud hands control its fiery prance! With half-drooped lids, and smooth, roundbrow, And eye remote, that inly seesFair Beatrices spirit wandering now In some… … The Poet. Yet there is something round thy lips That prophesies the coming doom,The soft, gray herald—shadow ere the eclipse Notches the perfect disk with gloom;A something that would banish thee,And thine untamed pursuer be,From men and their unworthy fates,Though Florence had not shut her…
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