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The Lass I Love

by Patrick Reginald Chalmers

−0.2591 − 0.6086i

Drawing the boundary…

Maidens

by A. Mary F. Robinson

−0.2536 − 0.5989i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

Each poem scrolls on its own, so the two texts stay beside each other.

The Lass I Love

by Patrick Reginald Chalmers

The lass I love, oh, red's her cheek, 
Her eyes are bits o' heaven; 
The reason isn't hard to seek — 
Her mother's out of Devon. 

The lass I love, her plaits are black, 
Her tongue is soft and merry — 
Her grandad got his pedlar's pack 
Among the hills o' Kerry. 

The lass I love has thrift for three, 
For 'twas her mother's granny 
That loved a sailor from Dundee, 
Where all the folk are cannie. 

Now naught o' hers I've found to link 
With land of leek and daffy, 
And yet she's thieved my heart (I'll think), 
So there's your touch o' Taffy! 

Maidens

by A. Mary F. Robinson

O rare bright courage of the stars
That pierce the abysmal depth of night!
Lo, dancing Hesper, Vega, Mars!
And all the heavens pulse with light.

So maidens in a world of woe
Smile unafraid, and, smiling, save;
As fair, as innocently brave
As almonds flowering in the snow!

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