Poems (Coates 1916)/Volume I/Memoria

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Poems, Volume I by Florence Earle Coates
Memoria

MEMORIA

IF only in my dreams I may behold you,
 Still hath the day a goal;
If only in my dreams I may enfold you,
 Still hath the night a soul.
Leaden the hours may press upon my spirit,
 Nor one dear pledge redeem,—
I will not chide, so they at last inherit
 And crown me with the rapture of that dream.


Ten thousand blossoms earth's gay gardens cherish;
 One pale, pale rose is mine.
Of frost or blight the rest may quickly perish,—
 Not so that rose divine.
Deathless it blooms in quiet realms Elysian;
 And when toil wins me rest,
Forgetful of all else, in blissful vision
 I breathe my rose, and clasp it to my breast!