{"id":852,"date":"2013-02-03T05:43:03","date_gmt":"2013-02-03T05:43:03","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/evermore.imagedjinn.com\/blg\/?p=852"},"modified":"2013-02-03T05:52:52","modified_gmt":"2013-02-03T05:52:52","slug":"poems-my-alice-m-walser-in-the-bouquet","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/evermore.imagedjinn.com\/blg\/852\/poems-my-alice-m-walser-in-the-bouquet\/","title":{"rendered":"Poems by Alice M. Walser in &#8220;The Bouquet&#8221;"},"content":{"rendered":"<figure id=\"attachment_9481\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-9481\" style=\"width: 328px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><a href=\"https:\/\/evermore.imagedjinn.com\/blg\/852\/poems-my-alice-m-walser-in-the-bouquet\/liberalwalseralice\/\" rel=\"attachment wp-att-9481\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/evermore.imagedjinn.com\/blg\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/02\/liberalwalseralice.jpg\" alt=\"liberalwalseralice\" width=\"328\" height=\"448\" class=\"size-full wp-image-9481\" srcset=\"https:\/\/evermore.imagedjinn.com\/blg\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/02\/liberalwalseralice.jpg 328w, https:\/\/evermore.imagedjinn.com\/blg\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/02\/liberalwalseralice-300x409.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 328px) 100vw, 328px\" \/><\/a><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-9481\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Portrait of Alice Walser in &#8220;The Bouquet&#8221;<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p>Alice Walser, wife of George Walser, founder of Liberal, Missouri, contributed two poems to his volume of poetry, <a href=\"https:\/\/evermore.imagedjinn.com\/blg\/848\/george-h-walsers-the-bouquet\/\">The Bouquet<\/a>.<\/p>\n<h2>PIMPERNEL<\/h2>\n<h3>LANGUAGE : \u2014 CHANGE<\/h3>\n<p>Can I tide this world of danger, <\/p>\n<p>&#8216;Mid temptations, storms and strife; <\/p>\n<p>Can I walk the path forever<br \/>\nAs your true and faithful wife <\/p>\n<p>Can I feed a heart so tender<br \/>\nAs the one your bosom bears; <\/p>\n<p>Will my love for thee grow stronger<br \/>\nAs I walk this world of cares? <\/p>\n<p>In the spring time of our wooing <\/p>\n<p>Hope wears but a golden gleam: <\/p>\n<p>Will it change as we are going <\/p>\n<p>Down life&#8217;s long and troubl&#8217;d stream? <\/p>\n<p>As the cares of life encumber<br \/>\nUs with duties hard to bear; <\/p>\n<p>Will our hearts be young and tender,<br \/>\nAs we feel to day they are ? <\/p>\n<p>I can trust your fond devotion; <\/p>\n<p>1 can trust the heart you bear;<br \/>\nBut will my first fond emotion <\/p>\n<p>Ever stronger, stronger wear? <\/p>\n<p>Will I be a fond companion. <\/p>\n<p>Through life&#8217;s long and trying range:<br \/>\nWill I honor my dominion; <\/p>\n<p>Or like Pimpernel, will I change? <\/p>\n<p>In my hour of threaten&#8217;d danger: <\/p>\n<p>Spirit friends I trust to you;<br \/>\nGuide me that I may not wander; <\/p>\n<p>Let my heart be always true. <\/p>\n<p>Fill my mind with thoughts of beauty; <\/p>\n<p>Fill my heart with love, I crave;<br \/>\nLet me walk the paths of duty; <\/p>\n<p>To a peaceful, honor &#8216;d grave. <\/p>\n<h2>IMPOMOEA, OR MAN-OF-THE-WORLD<\/h2>\n<h3>Language: \u2014 LOVE ON THE WANE<\/h3>\n<p>When your love begins to wane,<br \/>\nI will feel a poignant pain; \u2014 &#8211;<br \/>\nMy own heart will tell me so;<br \/>\nSpare your words, for I shall know. <\/p>\n<p>By the half averted eyes;<br \/>\nBy the breast that no more sighs;<br \/>\nBy the rapture I shall miss<br \/>\nThrough thy strangely alter&#8217;d kiss. <\/p>\n<p>By the arms that do infold;<br \/>\nBy that chill that is untold;<br \/>\nBy the absence of that glow; \u2014<br \/>\nI shall know love, I shall know. <\/p>\n<p>Bitter will that stinging be;<br \/>\nWorse than words expressed to me;<br \/>\nWorse than sighs of utter&#8217;d pain;<br \/>\nWhen your love begins to wane. <\/p>\n<p>Though it come not from your tongue;<br \/>\nThough you think my heart unstung; \u2014<br \/>\nWhen your love begins to go,<br \/>\nI will know dear, I will know. <\/p>\n<p>* * * * * * * * *<\/p>\n<p>In the rear of the book is given the following description of the pimpernel. <\/p>\n<p><em>The pimpernel, or anagallis is a genus of annual and biennial<br \/>\nplants; they are universal favorites for planting in the beds of flower<br \/>\ngardens. They are propagated by seeds or by cuttings. The name<br \/>\nis derived from anageleo, to laugh. The Pimpernal is fabled as<br \/>\nhaving the power to drive away gloom and despondency. It does<br \/>\nnot unfold its petals until eight o&#8217;clock in the morning and then<br \/>\ncloses them again towards noon; from this habit it has gained the<br \/>\ncognomen of &#8220;the poor man&#8217;s hour glass. &#8220;It is also sometimes<br \/>\ncalled the &#8220;Shepherd&#8217;s Warning,&#8221; from the fact that it closes its<br \/>\npetals on the approach of rain. <\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Alice Walser, wife of George Walser, founder of Liberal, Missouri, contributed two poems to his volume of poetry, The Bouquet. PIMPERNEL LANGUAGE : \u2014 CHANGE Can I tide this world of danger, &#8216;Mid temptations, storms and strife; Can I walk the path forever As your true and faithful wife Can I feed a heart so [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":9481,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[5,1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-852","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-liberal-missouri","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/evermore.imagedjinn.com\/blg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/852","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/evermore.imagedjinn.com\/blg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/evermore.imagedjinn.com\/blg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/evermore.imagedjinn.com\/blg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/evermore.imagedjinn.com\/blg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=852"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/evermore.imagedjinn.com\/blg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/852\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/evermore.imagedjinn.com\/blg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/9481"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/evermore.imagedjinn.com\/blg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=852"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/evermore.imagedjinn.com\/blg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=852"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/evermore.imagedjinn.com\/blg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=852"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}