Poem by William Watson

To ——

(WITH A VOLUME OF EPIGRAMS)

Unto the Lady of The Nook
    Fly, tiny book.
There thou hast lovers—even thou!
    Fly thither now.

Seven years hast thou for honour yearned,
    And scant praise earned;
But ah! to win, at last, such friends,
    Is full amends.

1. To a Friend
2. And These - Are These Indeed the End
3. Well He Slumbers, Greatly Slain
4. The Russ at Kara
5. Liberty Rejected

Richard Trench To —— ("What maiden gathers flowers, who does not love?")

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