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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
QUESTIONING, by CAMILLE MAUCLAIR Poet's Biography
First Line: Do souls grow ripe and wither too
Last Line: Nay, child, it never may be so.
Subject(s): Inquisition
First Line: Do souls grow ripe and wither too
Last Line: Nay, child, it never may be so.
Subject(s): Inquisition
DO souls grow ripe and wither too
As leaves and lovely women do?—
Aye, surely, child, it must be so.
And doth the heart forget as well
The wounds once deemed unstanchable?—
My child, my child, God wills it so.
And can forgiveness still be borne
In loving hearts once left forlorn?—
Perchance, my child, it may be so.
Shall we behold ourselves anon
The very body joy puts on?
Nay, child, it never may be so.
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