Poems (Hinchman)/Like a leaf blown at thy window

by Anne Hinchman

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Like a leaf blown in at thy window,
 Fate hath hurl'd me before thine eyes;
  Fate's wind hath been kind to me;
  Fair one, say that for thee
 Fate hath bidden a sweet star arise;
That Fate hath been kind to thee also.

The leaf frost had wither'd, my dearest,
 While life hath but touch'd my heart,
  Hath set in my heart a flame.
  Thou knowest well ere I came
 Sweet peace was thy blest life's part;
Tell me now, O Belov'd, how thou farest?