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Love Poems for Her

Table of Contents

  1. Bayberry Candles by Christopher Morley
  2. To Her by Charles Badger Clark
  3. Maid of the West-Land by Robert J. C. Stead
  4. A Volume by Ruby Archer

  1. Bayberry Candles

    by Christopher Morley

    Dear sweet, when dusk comes up the hill,
    The fire leaps high with golden prongs;
    I place along the chimneysill
    The tiny candles of my songs.
    And though unsteadily they burn,
    As evening shades from gray to blue
    Like candles they will surely learn
    To shine more clear, for love of you.

  2. To Her

    by Charles Badger Clark

    Cut loose a hundred rivers,
    Roaring across my trail,
    Swift as the lightning quivers,
    Loud as a mountain gale.
    I build me a boat of slivers;
    I weave me a sail of fur,
    And ducks may founder and die
    But I
    Cross that river to her!

    Bunch the deserts together,
    Hang three suns in the vault;
    Scorch the lizards to leather,
    Strangle the springs with salt.
    I fly with a buzzard feather,
    I dig me wells with a spur,
    And snakes may famish and fry
    But I
    Cross that desert to her!

    Murder my sleep with revel;
    Make me ride through the bogs
    Knee to knee with the devil,
    Just ahead of the dogs.
    I harrow the Bad Lands level,
    I teach the tiger to purr,
    For saints may wallow and lie
    But I
    Go clean-hearted to her!

  3. Maid of the West-Land

    by Robert J. C. Stead

    Heart that is free as the open air,
    Eyes like the beams of the morn that rise
    Over our prairies, bright and fair,
    Brow like the silver of sunset skies,
    Cheeks with a beauty that glorifies,
    Tresses of sunlight, through and through,
    Figure and form that we idolize,
    Maid of the West-land, here's to you!

    Hope that is broad as your face is rare,
    Yearning that unto the uttermost cries,
    Soul that itself is a breath of prayer,
    Heaven-sent spirit in womanly guise;
    Tender caresses that minimize
    The labors of life with their pain and rue,
    Loving affection that never dies—
    Maid of the West-land, here's to you!

    Courage that rises to do and dare,
    Spell that entangles the sage and wise
    From venturesome toe to your crown of hair
    Ravishing beauties that hypnotize;
    Many the man for your favor vies,
    Well may he plead for the favor, too;
    Twentieth Century's greatest prize—
    Maid of the West-land, here's to you!

    ENVOI.
    Maid of the West, in your wistful eyes,
    Tenderly deep as the western blue,
    The glorious hope of our future lies—
    Maid of the West-land, here's to you!

  4. A Volume

    by Ruby Archer

    Read in my heart a volume
    Dedicate to you.
    Its title is, "On Loving."
    You cannot read it through;

    For as you scan the pages,
    The lines and notes below,—
    From having you to look on,
    The book will grow and grow.