Treasure Island

Albert Pike

(1809-1891 / USA)

The Waif Returned

I send home your glove, my darling!
Darling! loving and true!
Yester-eve left where you sat by me;
And my heart goes with it to you.

Goes with it all love and devotion,
To win sweet looks from your eyes,
Like the flower which, thirsting in Summer,
For the sweet rain at noon-day sighs.

I send it, yet fain would keep it,
For the little hand that, in mine,
Yester-eve so lovingly nestled,
When your kisses were sweeter than wine.

Come back soon!—I pine, my darling!
For the clasp of your hand again;
Bring back, Dear! the heart that goes to you,
And struggles for freedom in vain.

Submitted: Monday, February 24, 2014

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