Poem by Louise Imogen Guiney

Of Joan’s Youth

I would unto my fair restore
A simple thing:
The flushing cheek she had before!
Out-velveting
No more, no more,
By Severn shore,
The carmine grape, the moth’s auroral wing.

Ah, say how winds in flooded grass
Unmoor the rose;
Or guileful ways the salmon pass
To sea, disclose;
For so, alas,
With Love, alas,
With fatal, fatal Love a girlhood goes.

1. Florentin
2. Peter Rugg the Bostonian
3. Writ in My Lord Clarendon’s “History of the Rebellion”
4. Vergniaud in the Tumbril
5. Friendship Broken

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