Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE SKAITH OF GUILLARDUN: 37, by CHARLES WHITWORTH WYNNE



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THE SKAITH OF GUILLARDUN: 37, by                    
First Line: So toss'd upon her pillow fev'rously
Last Line: Love's sleepless vigil her flush'd cheeks bespoke.
Alternate Author Name(s): Cayzer, Charles
Subject(s): Hearts; Insomnia; Love; Sleeplessness


So toss'd upon her pillow fev'rously,
And the dark hours with longing sweet outwore;
She could not stem her heart's persistency,
For with each hope went ever one fear more—
Now thinking he would love, anon that he
Had pledged his heart in sovereign troth before.
When vestal morn the dewy world awoke,
Love's sleepless vigil her flush'd cheeks bespoke.





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