Robert Crawford - Her Glass.

Robert Crawford - Her Glass.

Her glass yet holds, or seems to hold her! br But now she visioned herself here; br Her glass spoke truth, and fondly told her br What a man might, a man's lips near br The shell of her soft ear. br But too cold thing that could not capture br The blush of beauty, as it were! br When a man's heart with dreamy rapture br Would at the least, least touch of her br Feel all his pulses stir.


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Uploaded: 2014-11-10

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