Darkness and silence gather round about,
Lethe’s black stream is near its overflow,—
Ah, friend, dear friend, why didst thou come so late?
Julia C. R. Dorr
CARNATIONS
Carnations and my first love! And he was seventeen,
And I was only twelve years—a stately gulf between!
I broke them on the morning the school-dance was to be,
To pin among my ribbons in hopes that he might see....
And all the girls stood breathless to watch as he came through