Isabel Ecclestone Mackay

(25 November 1875 – 15 August 1928 / Canada)

The Meeting - Poem by Isabel Ecclestone Mackay

SHE flitted by me on the stair--
A moment since I knew not of her.
A look, a smile--she passed! but where
She flitted by me on the stair
Joy cradled exquisite despair;
For who am I that I should love her?
She flitted by me on the stair--
A moment since I knew not of her!

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Poem Submitted: Monday, September 6, 2010



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