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Poem by Menella Bute Smedley

A Girl's Love Song

It was an April morning
When my true love went out;
The wind had never a warning;
The sky had never a doubt.
Leaves and blossoms were lustres
On oak and maple and beech;
Hopes were hanging in clusters
A little out of reach.
He wanderedhe and no other
Down by the little white brook;
The stones sang one to another,
A king is coming; look!
The brook said, laughing and leaping,
Peep, and you shall see.
Through the leaves he went peeping,
And there he sawMe.
Saw me, took me, crowned me,
There, as I stood in my shame;
I knew that he had found me,
Before I knew his name.
I went where I was fated,
Dumb with fear and surprise.
A week and a day I waited,
Before I saw his eyes,
I gave him never a whisper
For all the words he said;
The brook was a pleasant lisper,
It talked to him instead.
Brook, you told my emotion,
Hearing him plight his vow!
Brook, you have not a notion
What I feel for him now!

Menella Bute Smedley

Menella Bute Smedley's other poems:
  1. Love in Sorrow
  2. The King's Beard
  3. The Wounded Daisy
  4. The Captivity of Coeur de Lion
  5. Lilies

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