Saturday, September 10, 2011

Flowery Pergola




Sender: Kitty

"Tall, whispering trees their shadows fling 
Athwart the trellised path I tread, 
And incense-breathing roses swing 
Their pendent censers o’er my head. 
What Moorish ceiling e’er excelled 
This arbor, roofed with cups of gold? 
What Eastern casket ever held 
The perfume which their leaves unfold? 
 Fair chalices of bloom, swing low, 
And touch my lips with odors sweet! 
Enfold me in your ardent glow, 
While petals flutter to my feet! 
 Let, for to-day, the dream remain 
That life is rose-hued, like this aisle,
— A fragrant pathway, free from pain, 
With every sun-kissed flower a smile!" 
(exerpt from "In My Pergola")


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