Margaret Deland

  • Love and Death

    Alas! that men must see
        Love, before Death!
    Else they content might be
        With their short breath;
    Aye, glad, when the pale sun
    Showed restless day was done,
    And endless Rest begun.

    Glad, when with strong, cool hand
        Death...

  • Affaire d’Amour

    For E. W. W.
    ONE pale November day
      Flying Summer paused,
              They say:
      And growing bolder,
      O’er rosy shoulder
    Threw her lover such a glance
    That Autumn’s heart began to dance.
              (O happy lover!)

    A...

  • Love's Wisdom

    How long I ’ve loved thee, and how well—
        I dare not tell!
    Because, if thou shouldst once divine
        This love of mine,
    Or did but once my tongue confess
        My heart’s distress,
    Far, far too plainly thou wouldst see
        My slavery,...

  • The Clover

    O ruddy Lover—
      O brave red Clover!
      Didst think to win her
    Thou dost adore?
      She will not love thee,
      She looks above thee,
    The Daisy’s gold doth move her more.
      If gold can win her,
      Then Love’s not in her;
      So...

  • Sent with a Rose to a Young Lady

    Deep in a Rose’s glowing heart
      I dropped a single kiss,
    And then I bade it quick depart,
      And tell my Lady this:
    “The love thy Lover tried to send
      O’erflows my fragrant bowl,
    But my soft leaves would break and bend,
      Should he send...

  • Love and Death

    Alas! that men must see
        Love, before Death!
    Else they content might be
        With their short breath;
    Aye, glad, when the pale sun
    Showed restless Day was done,
    And endless Rest begun.

    Glad, when with strong, cool hand
        Death...