Their Sweet Sorrow

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Title:     Their Sweet Sorrow
Author: James Whitcomb Riley [More Titles by Riley]

They meet to say farewell: Their way
Of saying this is hard to say.--
He holds her hand an instant, wholly
Distressed--and she unclasps it slowly.

He bends _his_ gaze evasively
Over the printed page that she
Recurs to, with a new-moon shoulder
Glimpsed from the lace-mists that enfold her.

The clock, beneath its crystal cup,
Discreetly clicks--"_Quick! Act! Speak up!_"
A tension circles both her slender
Wrists--and her raised eyes flash in splendor.

Even as he feels his dazzled own.--
Then, blindingly, round either thrown,
They feel a stress of arms that ever
Strain tremblingly--and "_Never! Never!_"

Is whispered brokenly, with half
A sob, like a belated laugh,--
While cloyingly their blurred kiss closes,
Sweet as the dew's lip to the rose's.

[The end]
James Whitcomb Riley's poem: Their Sweet Sorrow

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