Treasure Island

Augusta Davies Webster

(30 January 1837 - 5 September 1894 / Dorset, England)

Young May sat fainting and chill

YOUNG May sat fainting and chill,
And neither could live nor die;
She looked and hated the sky,
Yet knew not what was her ill.
Ah well-a-day!
For the lonely May.

She tired of weeping, and slept;
Who woke her up but the Sun?
And joy and love had begun
To teach her why she had wept
Oh bright new day
For the startled May!

Submitted: Friday, April 02, 2010

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