Poems (Spofford)/Second Sight
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SECOND-SIGHT.
Under the apple bough she sits,
The sunshine in her flying hair;
Dimpling and laughing through the fall
Of blushing flakes about her there.
The sunshine in her flying hair;
Dimpling and laughing through the fall
Of blushing flakes about her there.
And as I gaze I picture me,
Beside this darling of our souls,
Two innocents with softer locks,
Half ringlets and half aureoles.
Beside this darling of our souls,
Two innocents with softer locks,
Half ringlets and half aureoles.
They frolic with her in the grass;
They listen to the bird, the bee;
They catch the petals as they float;
They babble music in their glee.
They listen to the bird, the bee;
They catch the petals as they float;
They babble music in their glee.
They teach the little earthling how
The cherubs play in hallowed courts,
With some great gracious angel near,
And smiling on them at their sports.
The cherubs play in hallowed courts,
With some great gracious angel near,
And smiling on them at their sports.
Oh, do I really look upon
Those lost delights of vanished years,
Or do I only dream them there,
Because I see her through my tears?
Those lost delights of vanished years,
Or do I only dream them there,
Because I see her through my tears?