Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, A SIGH, by HARRIET PRESCOTT SPOFFORD



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First Line: It was nothing but a rose I gave her
Last Line: Cannot make it old!


IT was nothing but a rose I gave her, --
Nothing but a rose
Any wind might rob of half its savor,
Any wind that blows.

When she took it from my trembling fingers
With a hand as chill, --
Ah, the flying touch upon them lingers,
Stays, and thrills them still!

Withered, faded, pressed between the pages,
Crumpled fold on fold, --
Once it lay upon her breast, and ages
Cannot make it old!





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