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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
CHARADE: 3, by FRANCES RIDLEY HAVERGAL Poet's Biography
First Line: From his ruby pavilion phoebus arose
Last Line: While such haughty tempers so often I see.
Subject(s): Rugs; Carpets
First Line: From his ruby pavilion phoebus arose
Last Line: While such haughty tempers so often I see.
Subject(s): Rugs; Carpets
FROM his ruby pavilion Phœbus arose,
And looked down from his shining first,
And the earth at his glance, from her calm repose
Into beauty and gladness burst,
But the clouds of sorrow he could not chase,
Nor the gleaming tears upon Katie's face.
On a merry ride to the busy town
In my first she too surely had reckoned,
Disappointed and angry she flung herself down
On my whole: but alas, in my second;
So I told her, my second you never can be
While such haughty tempers so often I see.
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