Arthur Quiller-Couch, ed. 1919. The Oxford Book of English Verse: 1250–1900.
Thomas Edward Brown. 18301897791. Jessie
WHEN Jessie comes with her soft breast, | |
And yields the golden keys, | |
Then is it as if God caress’d | |
Twin babes upon His knees— | |
Twin babes that, each to other press’d, | 5 |
Just feel the Father’s arms, wherewith they both are bless’d. | |
But when I think if we must part, | |
And all this personal dream be fled— | |
O then my heart! O then my useless heart! | |
Would God that thou wert dead— | 10 |
A clod insensible to joys and ills— | |
A stone remote in some bleak gully of the hills! |