| Alfred H. Miles, ed. Women Poets of the Nineteenth Century. 1907. | | | A Handful of Honeysuckle (1878)
I. A Pastoral | | By A. Mary F. Robinson-Darmesteter (1857–1944) |
| | | IT was Whit Sunday yesterday, | |
| The neighbours met at church to pray; | |
| But I remembered it was May | |
| And went a-wandering far away. | |
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| I rested on a shady lawn, | 5 |
| Behind I heard green branches torn, | |
| And through the gap there looked a Faun, | |
| Green ivy hung from either horn. | |
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| We built ourselves a flowery house | |
| With roof and walls of tangled boughs, | 10 |
| But while we sat and made carouse | |
| The church bells drowned our songs and vows. | |
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| The light died out and left the sky, | |
| We sighed and rose and said good-bye. | |
| We had forgotten—He and I, | 15 |
| That he was dead, that I must die. | | | | |
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