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| Poems by Women |
THE LAST HOUR
O joys of love and joys of fame,
It is not you I
shall regret;
I sadden lest I should forget
The beauty woven in earth's
name:
The shout and battle of the gale,
The stillness of the sun-rising,
The
sound of some deep hidden spring,
The glad sob of the filling sail,
The first green ripple of the wheat,
The rain-song of the lifted
leaves,
The waking birds beneath the eaves,
The voices of the summer
heat.
From: Stevenson, Burton Egbert.
The Home Book of Verse.
This poet:
[Author index]
This collection assembled by Jone Johnson Lewis.
Collection © 1999-2002 Jone Johnson Lewis.
Citing poems from these pages:
| Author. "Poem Title." Women's History: Poems by Women. Jone Johnson Lewis, editor. URL: (date of logon) |
