Author Alfred Perceval Graves Blue eyes 'mid ebon lashes lost,Gold hair o'er silver shoulders tossed,Lips crimson coral ivory-crossed—Maureen!To-day to confidence beguiled;To-morrow haughty, wayward, wild;A woman half and half a child— Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments