Love
Corona Inutilis
From The Oxford Book of Australasian Verse (1918)
Love
I twined a wreath of heather white
To bind my lady's hair,
And deemed her locks in even light
Would well the burden bear ;
But when I saw the tresses brown,
And found the face so fair,
I tore the wreath, and left the crown
Of beauty only there.
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MLA
Cuthbertson, James Lister. “Corona Inutilis.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/cuthbertson/6/.
Chicago
Cuthbertson, James Lister. “Corona Inutilis.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/cuthbertson/6/.
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