"Child in thy beauty; empress in thy pride; Sweet and unyielding as the summer's tide; Starlike to tremble, starlike to abide.Guiltless of wounding, yet more true than steel; Gem-like thy light to flash and to conceal; Tortoise to bear, insect to see and feel.Blushing and shy, yet dread we thy disdain; Smiling, a sunbeam fraught with hints of rain; Trilling love-notes to freedom's fierce refrain.The days are fresh, the hours are wild and sweet, When spring and winter, dawn and darkness meet; Nymph, with one welcome, thee and these we greet."
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John Martley
(15 May 1844 – 25 August 1882) was an Irish 19th century poet. He contributed pieces to several Dublin magazines before his early death in 1882. His works were posthumously collected in Fragments in Prose and Verse (1883).
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