Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE HOROSCOPE, by FRANCOIS COPPEE


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THE HOROSCOPE, by                    
First Line: Two sisters there, whose arms were interlaced
Last Line: "yes."" ""that is bliss enough for me to know."
Subject(s): Fortune Tellers; Future; Love - Unrequited; Palmistry


Two sisters there, whose arms were interlaced,
Stood to consult a fortune-telling hag:
While she with wrinkled fingers slowly placed
The fatal cards upon an outspread rag.

Brunette and blonde, both fresh as morning's hour,.
A poppy brown, a white anemone;
One like a May bud, one an Autumn flower,
Both yearned alike their destiny to see.

"Sorrow, alas! my child, thy life must fill,"
The old witch murmured to the proud brunette:
The girl enquired, "But will he love me still?"
"Yes." "Then I care not—life is happy yet."

"Thou wilt not own thy lover's heart, sweet maid!"
This to the second sister, white as snow:
"But shall I love him?" tearfully she said.
"Yes." "That is bliss enough for me to know."





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