| Poems by Women |
MY OWEN
Proud of you, fond of you, clinging so near to you,
Light is my heart now
I know I am dear to you!
Glad is my voice now, so free it may sing for
you
All the wild love that is burning within for you!
Tell me once more,
tell it over and over,
The tale of that eve which first saw you my
lover.
Now I need never blush
At my heart's hottest gush -
The wife of
my Owen her heart may discover!
Proud of you, fond of you, having all right in you,
Quitting all else
through my love and delight in you!
Glad is my heart since 'tis beating so
nigh to you!
Light is my step for it always may fly to you!
Clasped in
your arms where no sorrow can reach to me,
Reading your eyes till new love
they shall teach to me.
Though wild and weak till now,
By that blest
marriage vow,
More than the wisest know your heart shall preach to me.
Ellen Mary Patrick Downing [1828-1869]
From: Stevenson, Burton Egbert.
The Home Book of Verse.
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