Edmund’s Notebook 15: New Friends

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Image: A Young Scholar, Tyne & Wear Archives; Museums

A poem by Sir Edmund Moulde, in the style of Walter de la Mare, written during Sir Edmund’s Manic Period

Here sits a most marble lady,
Heavy of breast and heart was she;
I think she was the most beautiful lady
That ever read a story to me.

Her beauty doesn’t vanish nor will it pass;
It is not rare — though cold it be;
And when she crumbles, she will still remember
That time she read a story to me

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