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Thursday, 16 June 2011


Poetry in 19th Century Newspapers (6)

Robert Browning. Evelyn Hope

Published in The Bristol Mercury Saturday, January 12, 1856; Issue 3434.

Verse 1
Beautiful Evelyn Hope is dead-
Sit and watch by her side an hour.
That is her book-shelf, this her bed;
She plucked that piece of geranium-flower,
Beginning to die too, in the glass.
Little has been changes, I think-
The shutters are shut, no light many pass
Save two long rays through the hinge’s chink.
Verse 7
I loved you, Evelyn, all the while;
My heart seemed full as it could hold;
There was a place and to spare for the frank young smile
And the red young mouth and the hair’s young gold.
So, hush I will give you this leaf to keep;
See, I shut it inside the sweet cold hand.
There that is our secret! go to sleep;
You will wake, and remember, and understand.
[ends]