Douglas Brooke Wheelton Sladen Poems |
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Douglas Sladen was an English author.
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Douglas Brooke Wheelton Sladen's poems
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TOUCH not that maid:
She is a flower, and changeth but to fade.
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"Why should not wattle do
For mistletoe?"
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COME and kiss me, mistress Beauty,
I will give you all that 's due t'ye.
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LOVE we the warmth and light of tropic lands,
The strange bright fruit, the feathery fanspread leaves,
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I SAT upon a windy mountain height,
On a huge rock outstanding from the rest;
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'T IS Christmas, and the North wind blows; 't was two years yesterday
Since from the Lusitania's bows I looked o'er Table Bay,
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