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Home  »  The Oxford Book of English Verse  »  805. Meet We no Angels, Pansie?

Arthur Quiller-Couch, ed. 1919. The Oxford Book of English Verse: 1250–1900.

Thomas Ashe. 1836–1889

805. Meet We no Angels, Pansie?

CAME, on a Sabbath noon, my sweet, 
  In white, to find her lover; 
The grass grew proud beneath her feet, 
  The green elm-leaves above her:— 
    Meet we no angels, Pansie?         5
 
She said, ‘We meet no angels now’; 
  And soft lights stream’d upon her; 
And with white hand she touch’d a bough; 
  She did it that great honour:— 
    What! meet no angels, Pansie?  10
 
O sweet brown hat, brown hair, brown eyes, 
  Down-dropp’d brown eyes, so tender! 
Then what said I? Gallant replies 
  Seem flattery, and offend her:— 
    But—meet no angels, Pansie?  15