Isabel Ecclestone Mackay

(25 November 1875 – 15 August 1928 / Canada)

First Love - Poem by Isabel Ecclestone Mackay

BY the pulse that beats in my throat
By my heart like a bird
I know who passed through the dusk
Though he spoke no word!

I cannot move in my place,
I am chained and still;
I pray that the moon pause not
By my window-sill.

I have hidden my face in my hair
And my eyes are veiled--
Not even a star must know
How my lips have paled--

Was ever a night so quick
'Neath a moon so round?
I hear the earth as it turns--
And my heart's low sound!

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Poem Submitted: Monday, September 6, 2010

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