Poems (Rice)/Twin Sisters
TWIN SISTERS,WHOM I MET PLAYING ON THE AVENUE WITH GILDED REINS.
O WHERE is your home, ye beautiful things? Sweet creatures so bright and so fair, Stay, let me look for your folded wings; Are they hid 'neath that wealth of hair? Closer, for ye may a magic impart, Just a touch of that golden twine; O stay, I would know if mortal ye art, Twin sisters of beauty divine.
O where is your Eden of love and of rest? I ask you again and again; Nay, think not that I would ever molest, Or sever your golden rein. Long may it bind, may it ever unite Twin hearts ever pure as to-day; Till linked by a cord, more precious and bright, To heaven, for this would I pray.