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Friday, May 15, 2015

Gifts - 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.









The only treasure this narrator's lover could bring back after a long journey is himself.  It's easy to forget that in our modern day of convenience, even a small trip meant days or weeks of no contact.  A world-wide voyage during Juliana Horatia Ewing's lifetime (1841-1885) would have meant months, perhaps years.  There was peril involved, and in this case, it sounds like a woman wishing her soldier lover farewell on his way to war.  No greater treasure would there be than the safe reunion of the two.  Direct, simple, and sincere.

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