VILLANELLE OF A FLORENTINE GARDEN.
Within Lorenzo’s garden long ago Between green myrtles. and dark cypresses Down a mysterious path I saw you go , With hair of starlit gossamer and so Strange - eyes—your curved mouth of tenderness Within Lorenzo’s garden long ago. Seemed like a flower some gracious God might throw To .earth to heal the Spirit’s weariness. Down a mysterious path I saw you go A live flame in the darkness. Like the snow The lilies brushed against your golden dress Within Lorenzo’s garden long ago. And I who watched beside the fountain’s flow, Heard then its mocking song of silveriness. Down a mysterious path I saw you go. “O heart, O heart, now weep, for well I know Thou’rt snared within her fingers’ sweet duress Within Lorenzo’s garden long ago Down a mysterious path I saw you go. Cyril Crevequer, in New Ireland.
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New Zealand Tablet, 5 June 1919, Page 42
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