the image of this bookmark
was reproduced from the
Stevengraph Collectors Association
newsletter
Words:
To my
Love
I AM SIGHING AND
WISHING
AT EVENING'S
DECLINE,
THAT THOU WERE
BUT MINE
LOVE, AND I WERE
BUT THINE,
THY VOICE, A SOFT
SOUND
LIKE A LOW FAIREY
BELL,
IN MY EAR CLOSELY
HIDDEN
AS PEARLS IN THE
SHELL.
Love
{image of flowers with words below:}
" I THINK OF THEE "
I AM SIGHING AND
WISHING
AT EVENING'S
DECLINE,
THAT THOU WERE
BUT MINE
LOVE, AND I WERE
BUT THINE,
THY VOICE, A SOFT
SOUND
LIKE A LOW FAIREY
BELL,
IN MY EAR CLOSELY
HIDDEN
AS PEARLS IN THE
SHELL.
