Rose Hartwick Thorpe
First Lines
Beside St. Joseph's shallow stream,
Beside the crystal well she stood,
Clasping her close in his strong young arms,
England's sun was slowly setting o'er the hill-tops far away,
Fair Margaret! beautiful Margaret!
I stood where the starlit heavens
In the deepening shades of twilight
Little child, when twilight shadows
Madam, we miss the train at B_____.
My Fred! I can't understand it,
Night rolled its sombre curtain back
Silk and diamonds and trailing lace,
Take a seat in the shade here, lady;
They stand in the shadow which darkly falls
Tis the last time, darling," he gently said,
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