By: Ardis E. Parshall - October 01, 2013 The Tell-Tale Blush By Emily Calhoun Clowes I fear by the rush of color,The droop and the fluttering sigh,That Jack has kissed my Virginia –Blighting my hopes, thereby. And she clings with a shy abandon,Nor dreams I mourn her as lost –My pretty Virginia creeper,Won by that villain, Jack Frost. (1902) ...
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