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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
VIOLET: 5. AT SEVENTEEN, by ARTHUR WILLIAM SYMONS Poet Analysis Poet's Biography
First Line: You were a child, and liked me, yesterday
Last Line: Fearing to meet the woman of your eyes.
Subject(s): Love - Age Differences; Maturity; Teenagers
First Line: You were a child, and liked me, yesterday
Last Line: Fearing to meet the woman of your eyes.
Subject(s): Love - Age Differences; Maturity; Teenagers
You were a child, and liked me, yesterday.
To-day you are a woman, and perhaps
Those softer eyes betoken the sweet lapse
Of liking into loving: who shall say?
Only I know that there can be for us
No liking more, nor any kisses now,
But they shall wake sweet shame upon your brow
Sweetly, or in a rose calamitous.
Trembling upon the verge of some new dawn
You stand, as if awakened out of sleep,
And it is I who cried to you, "Arise!"
I who would fain call back the child that's gone,
And what you lost for me would have you keep,
Fearing to meet the woman of your eyes.
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