MY lovely wife, who yestermorn didst bring Thy youth and sweetness all to me alone -- Thine eyes of innocence and heart of spring -- And madest them mine own; My Bride from Erin -- thou in whom I wed Not only thee but surely her as well -- Her of the ancient tears, the glories dead, The undying charm and spell, -- Maureen my Love! we wore her triple leaf, -- At the altar steps her triple leaf we wore: We must not in our joy forget her grief, Maureen Asthore. @3August 12, 1909@1 | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON READING -- . by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH POMONA by WILLIAM MORRIS (1834-1896) CHANNING by AMOS BRONSON ALCOTT LATIMER AND RIDLEY, BURNED AT THE STAKE IN OXFORD, 1555 by WILLIAM EDMONSTOUNE AYTOUN OUR CLUB by SYLVIA DILLAVOU BARCLAY A WEATHER PROPHET by JANE BARLOW A VALENTINE by WARREN K. BILLINGS SONNET TO A LADY ON THE DEATH OF MRS. --. by JOHN GARDINER CALKINS BRAINARD |