MISS A. MARY F. ROBINSON. 1857 [BORN at Leamington, Feb. 27, 1857; educated in Belgium, at Brussels, and in Italy, and completed with literary and classical studies at University College, London. Her first volume of poems, entitled A Handful of Honeysuckles, appeared in 1878: The Crowned Hippolytus, 1881; The New Arcadia, 1884. She is the author of several prose works, Janet Fisher, Arden, Lifi of Emily Bronte, and has also contributed some essays to German periodicals.] LE ROI EST MORT. AND shall I weep that Love's no more, Would have his grief again. And never more complain. King Love is dead and gone for aye, LOVE'S EPIPHANY. TREAD Softly here- for Love has passed this way! Ay, even while I laughed to scorn His name And mocked aloud: There is no Love! Love came. The air was glorious with an added day, I saw the heavens opened far away, And forth with bright blown hair and eyes a-flame, With lyre-shaped wings, filled with the wind's acclaim, Flew Love and deigned a moment here to stay. I fell upon my face and cried in fear, O Love! Love! Love! my King and But when I look'd He was no longer near. Since then, I watch beside this grass He trod, And pray all day, all night, for any pain Love can inflict, so He will come again. PARADISE FANCIES. LAST night I met mine own true love A halo shone above his hair, We sat and sang in alleys green Through Paradise garden Birds fly to his head, Beasts lie at his feet, For none of God's angels Make music so sweet. And here, far from Zion For my heart is the lute. |