Louisa Crow

Once a Week (1861)

Summary

Louisa Crow,  Once a Week (1861)

“ Beneath the fir-trees’ welcome shade, we’ll wander as at eve.
Have you that happy hour forgot—my murmur’d vows and sighs?
Dear Marian, turn, and let me read my answer in thine eyes!”
Fair Marian at his bidding turns; they pace beneath the trees,
Whose tall and tender columns wave and mutter with each breeze.
But those sweet eyes are filled with tears, the blush forsakes her cheek.
“What is it troubles Marian so? Speak, little maiden, speak.”
But Marian, resting on a bank, looks down and thinks awhile;
The handsome noble, lounging near, looks on with careless smile.
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Louisa Crow,  Once a Week (1864)

“ Arthur had too much generosity to press the point, and with the same tearless composure that marked her demeanour during the interview, she ascended to the apartment where Ethelind—her bloom rapidly returning, her blue eyes shining with renewed lustre—was playing merrily with her children.
Over these she bent to give them a parting caress, and was caught to the bosom of Grace.
“Why did you leave us, dear Annie? Do you think we doubt your ability to exonerate yourself?”
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Louisa Crow,  Once a Week (1862)

“ He has found a haunt, where the bright bluebell
⁠Is trying to rival the sky!
I, too, am sighing, my cousin;
⁠It is not the times that have changed!
But I, who have made myself grey and old,
Nought in life’s lottery winning but gold,—
And you, who fondle a child on your lap,
With your tresses hid ’neath a widow’s cap,
⁠And who look at me now estranged!
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