Louise Imogen Guiney: Of Joan's Youth

Updated September 23, 2019 | Infoplease Staff

Of Joan's Youth

Louise Imogen Guiney

I would unto my fair restore
A simple thing:
The flushing cheek she had before!
Out-velveting
No more, no more,
On our sad shore,
The carmine grape, the moth's auroral wing.
Ah, say how winds in flooding grass
Unmoor the rose;
Or guileful ways the salmon pass
To sea, disclose:
For so, alas,
With Love, alas,
With fatal, fatal Love a girlhood goes.
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