Isabel - A poem by J. M. Caveness

Isabel.

WOULD you love her you must know her.
And in loving feel the spell,
Breathing thro her name when spoken^___
   Isabel.

All that's beautiful in woman,
All that's pure and true as well,
Center in her tranquil spirit^___
   Isabel.

Summer lingers in her presence,
Nor can winter's clouds dispel
All the sunlight of her being^___
   Isabel.

All her life is autumn fruitage,

And its largess none can tell;
Only those whose lives she blesses^___
   Isabel.

Looking in her eyes so tender,
As into a dark, deep well,
Heaven's light you there behold in^___
   Isabel.

Now and thro eternal ages
Angels round about her dwell;
Heaven guard, and guide, and keep her^___
   Isabel.

^__J. M. Cavaness.

Poems by Two Brothers
A. A. B. Cavaness & J. M. Cavaness
(Chetopa: J. M. Cavaness and Son. 1896)
Pages 75-76