Does anyone have the words to this Ella Wheeler Wilcox poem, please? The two sites Google gives me lead to this page can't be displayed.
Hung on the casement that looked o'er the main,
Fluttered a scarf of blue;
And a gay, bold breeze paused to flatter and tease
This trifle of delicate hue.
'You are lovelier far than the proud skies are,'
He said, with a voice that sighed;
'You are fairer to me than the beautiful sea,
Oh, why do you stay here and hide?
'You are wasting your life in that dull, dark room
(And he fondled her silken folds);
O'er the casement lean but a little, my Queen,
And see what the great world holds.
How the wonderful blue of your matchless hue
Cheapens both sea and sky --
You are far too bright to be hidden from sight.
Come, fly with me, darling -- fly.'
Tender his whisper and sweet his caress,
Flattered and pleased was she,
The arms of her lover lifted her over
The casement out to sea.
Close to his breast she was fondly pressed,
Kissed once by his laughing mouth;
Then dropped to her grave in the cruel wave,
While the wind went whistling south.
over easy - the eggs, that is.
Thanks so much, JP - it's a charming poem.
Men- You just can't trust them.
She should have twigged when he fondled her silken folds. Just say no.
Difficult when it's gone that far - she should have kept the window shut!
You know, if scarves wouldn't wear that 'delicate hue,' these things wouldn't happen!
Sure, the scarf was asking for it.
Marian 2, just a tip: if you are googling and get "page cannot be displayed", go back and click on "cached" instead. The server of the site maybe down (or the site may be given up), but google has a kind of backup you can access in this way. It has helped me a lot in the past!
Thanks Desi, I'll try that next time - it'll save the computer another kick!