Vanquished

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Title:     Vanquished
Author: Helen Hay Whitney [More Titles by Whitney]

Heart, here are roses burning with the South--
("Fairer was her false mouth")--
Close your tired eyes, the twilight gives you rest--
("Cool was her snowy breast").

Take of the sunshine, nor remember rain--
("Love is a cruel pain")--
Hush! you shall sleep forgetting love's alarms--
("Sleep died in her false arms").

[The end]
Helen Hay Whitney's poem: Vanquished

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