| From her dim arbor
Cleomoles sees Twilight soft mantling The dusky trees, And scents acanthus, spiced, and rose, The little breeze Flings thru the garden close. And thru the pearly dusk draws nigh A milk-white peacock With its wailing cry___ The ghost of some frail long-dead queen Tryst-keeping in this garden green. __Louisa Cooke Don-Carlos |
Dear Things And Queer Things
Louisa Cooke Doc-Carlos
(Lawrence, Kansas: The World Company. 1934)
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