LOVELY Mabel, were you dreaming? Glad the day you said to me, Dancing eyes so brightly beaming, "Give my love to dear Marie!" What a strange exhilaration To be bearer of your heart, What a wonderful temptation For a part. For I have not tried to find her Since you sent your love by me; Day by day I think I'm blinder, -- Fruitless search, as you might see. I wonder, if in sending, If you choose your slave by chance, What that twinkle was portending In your glance? Tell me, when I bear the treasure, Would you very angry be Should I keep a trifling measure That was hardly meant for me? For it's common in commissions Some percentage of the whole To extract from you patricians, Just for toll. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CAESAR'S LOST TRANSPORT SHIPS by ROBERT FROST EVENING IN A SUGAR ORCHARD by ROBERT FROST DESIRE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON GOAL by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON DOMESDAY BOOK: DR. BURKE by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |