James and Mary Ford, eds. Every Day in the Year. 1902.
October 5In MemoriamJ. O.
By Andrew E. Watrous (d. 1902)
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And the whisper knows control,
For the full contralto utters
The Letter of Perichole.
They laugh. You’re light, so light—
(And so’s the rain on the steeple,
And the leaves that lift at night.)
(Outgrown the Southern crew)
Are stars. Your fame’s a candle
Death quenched in snuffing you.
And the whisper knows control,
When the full contralto utters
The Letter of Perichole.