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Alice Guerin Crist (6 February 1876 - 13 June 1941 / Clare Castle)
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Afterglow
A magic wrought of dying dreams
A wizard light that creeps and glows;
Painting grey hills and sluggish streams
In tints of gold and rose
Staining with fire the cherry-snow
Lighting our hearts with sudden flame
As if the love of long ago
Back from its ashes came
Rose-flushed and radiant everything
And joy and hope are born anew;
Even the darting swallow's wing
Has caught its glowing hue
Ah! swift it dies from hill and plain...
Be wise dear heart and let me go;
Not love that lit our hearts again -
Only it's afterglow!
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Like telling an opal it only looks like love, can only be a stone and watching it die of remorse
Oh how true!
I'm ought to have atleast 20 characters to write this comment. But just an 'amazing' would do.