Classic Poem

II. O N Suddenly R ECEIVING A C URL L ONG R EFUSED

Oh, saucy gold circle of fairyland silk —
Impudent, intimate, delicate treasure;
A noose for my heart and a ring for my finger: —
Here in my study you sing me a measure.

Whimsy and song in my little gray study!
Words out of wonderland, praising her fineness,
Touched with her pulsating, delicate laughter,
Saying, " The girl is all daring and kindness! "

Saying, " Her soul is all feminine gameness,
Trusting her insights, ardent for living;
She would be weeping with me and be laughing
A thoroughbred, joyous receiving and giving! "