Classic and Contemporary Poetry
WITH HER FACE, by JAMES WHITCOMB RILEY Poet's Biography
First Line: With her face between his hands!
Last Line: With her face between his hands.
Alternate Author Name(s): Johnson Of Boone, Benj. F.
Subject(s): Faces; Hands; Love
WITH her face between his hands!
Was it any wonder she
Stood atiptoe tremblingly?
As his lips along the strands
Of her hair went lavishing
Tides of kisses, such as swing
Love's arms to like iron bands. --
With her face between his hands!
And the hands -- the hands that pressed
The glad face -- Ah! where are they?
Folded limp, and laid away
Idly over idle breast?
He whose kisses drenched her hair,
As he caught and held her there,
In Love's alien, lost lands,
With her face between his hands?
Was it long and long ago,
When her face was not as now,
Dim with tears? nor wan her brow
As a winter-night of snow?
Nay, anointing still the strands
Of her hair, his kisses flow
Flood-wise, as she dreaming stands,
With her face between his hands.
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