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Jessie B. Rittenhouse, ed. (1869–1948). The Little Book of Modern Verse. 1917.

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,

On our sad shore,

The carmine grape, the moth’s auroral wing.

Ah, say how winds in flooding 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.