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6815	Crawford, Isabella Valancy	Old Spookses' Pass, Malcolm's Katie, and other poems			.txt	text/plain	41488	4307	101	The herd, like a great black mist, lay spread, "Thou, my Hermos, turn thy eyes, "He loves me, Max," said Katie: "Yes, I know-"God speed the kiss," said Max, and Katie sigh'd, As the bright axe cleav'd moon-like thro' the air, And Love builds on the rose-wing'd cloud, "This is a day for lily-love," said Kate, Thy silken leaves all dusky round thee knit! A flow'r all to his liking--Katie's love. "With fires from moons red-hearted as the sun; "O God!" said Max, as Katie's opening eyes Shall hurl, thy soul from high clear skies Like long pale lights of falling stars, Of the Sun's red hammer rose blue mist like smoke. "Or the brows of the great Gods, bold wind, love I! "Sun, speed thy keen shafts thro' the breast of the air! They burn like red stars on the air; Thy God-like vassals rush to thee. For thy rose's eye	./cache/6815.txt	./txt/6815.txt