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Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. (1833–1908).  An American Anthology, 1787–1900.  1900.
1521. Mrs. Golightly
By Gertrude Hall
THE TIME is come to speak, I think:
  For on the square I met
  My beauteous widow, fresh and pink,
Her black gown touched at every brink
  With tender violet;        5
And at her throat the white crêpe lisse
  Spoke, in a fluffy bow,
Of woe that should perhaps ne’er cease—
(Peace to thy shade, Golightly, peace!)
  Yet mitigated woe.        10
In her soft eye, that used to scan
  The ground, nor seem to see,
The hazel legend sweetly ran,
“I could not wholly hate a man
  For quite adoring me.”        15
And when she drew her ’kerchief fine,
  A hint of heliotrope
Its snow edged with an inky line
Exhaled,—from which scent you divine
  Through old regrets new hope.        20
And then her step, so soft and slow,
  She scarcely seemed to lift
From off the sward her widowed toe,—
One year, one little year ago!—
  So soft yet, yet so swift;        25
Then, too, her blush, her side glance coy,
  Tell me in easy Greek
(I wonder could her little boy
Prove source of serious annoy?)
  The time has come to speak.        30


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