Friday, February 11, 2011

Valentines Poem


Heart on Fire
I Dreamt a Dream! what can it mean? And that I was a maiden Queen: Guarded by an Angel mild; Witless woe, was near And I wept both night and day And he wiped my tears away And I wept both day and night And hid from him my hearts delight So he took his wings and fled: Then the morn blushed rosy red: I dried my tears & armed my fears, With ten thousand shields and spears. Soon my Angel came again; I was armed, he came in vain: For the time of youth was fled And grey hairs were on my head.

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