The Last Masquerade

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Title:     The Last Masquerade
Author: G. K. Chesterton [More Titles by Chesterton]

A wan new garment of young green
Touched, as you turned your soft brown hair
And in me surged the strangest prayer
Ever in lover's heart hath been.

That I who saw your youth's bright page,
A rainbow change from robe to robe,
Might see you on this earthly globe,
Crowned with the silver crown of age.

Your dear hair powdered in strange guise,
Your dear face touched with colours pale:
And gazing through the mask and veil
The mirth of your immortal eyes.

[The end]
G K Chesterton's poem: Last Masquerade

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