<h2><SPAN name="chap74"></SPAN>THREE QUATRAINS</h2>
<h5>THE CUP</h5>
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She said, “Lift high the cup!”<br/>
Of her arm’s weariness she gave no sign,<br/>
But, smiling, raised it up<br/>
That none might see or guess it held no wine.<br/></p>
<h5>FORGIVE ME NOT!</h5>
<p class="poem">
Forgive me not! Hate me and I shall know<br/>
Some of Love’s fire still burns within your breast!<br/>
Forgiveness finds its home in hearts at rest,<br/>
On dead volcanoes only lies the snow.<br/></p>
<h5>THE ROSE</h5>
<p class="poem">
One deep red rose I dropped into his grave,<br/>
So small a thing to give so great a friend!<br/>
Yet well he knew it was my heart I gave<br/>
And must fare on without it to the end,<br/></p>
<p class="left">
LILLA CABOT PERRY</p>
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