Gifts by Juliana Horatia Ewing|
You ask me what since we must part
You shall bring back to me.
Bring back a pure and faithful heart
As true as mine to thee.
You talk of gems from foreign lands,
Of treasure, spoil, and prize.
Ah love! I shall not search your hands
But look into your eyes.
.....Gifts by Juliana Horatia Ewing (1841-85)