{"id":7102,"date":"2021-05-07T01:00:00","date_gmt":"2021-05-07T05:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.newspaperhistory.com\/?p=7102"},"modified":"2021-05-07T01:00:00","modified_gmt":"2021-05-07T05:00:00","slug":"sweet-sixteen","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/sweet-sixteen\/","title":{"rendered":"Sweet Sixteen"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<pre class=\"wp-block-verse\"><em>From <\/em><a href=\"https:\/\/chroniclingamerica.loc.gov\/lccn\/sn85038485\/1913-05-07\/ed-1\/seq-4\/\"><em>The Birmingham Age-Herald, May 7, 1913<\/em><\/a><em>.<\/em>\n <em>By Samuel Minturn Peck.<\/em>\n \n\n Tho\u2019 starlight through the lattice vine\n \u00a0 \u00a0 Fell slanting on her brow\n The roses white, with dew a-shine\n \u00a0 \u00a0 Swayed on the wind-rocked bough\n And waved a perfume quaint and fine\n \u00a0 \u00a0 Like incense round her mouth\n Where dwelt mid curve and hue divine\n \u00a0 \u00a0 The glamor of the South.\n \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 Just sixteen years of joys and fears\u2014\n \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 Just sixteen years hath she\n \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 But her eyes are blue\n \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 And her heart is true\n \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 And she\u2019s all the world to me.\n \n The rose tree hid the stars from me\n \u00a0 \u00a0 But I could watch her eyes;\n They shone like stars upon the sea\n \u00a0 \u00a0 Soft mirrored from the skies.\n Her little hands upon her knee\n \u00a0 \u00a0 In folded stillness lay\n And in the dusk gloamed winsomely\n \u00a0 \u00a0 Like lily buds astray.\n \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 Just sixteen years of joys and fears\u2014\n \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 Just sixteen years hath she\n \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 But her faith is sure\n \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 And her soul is pure\n \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 And she\u2019s all the world to me.\n \n A silence fell. It seemed a spell\n \u00a0 \u00a0 Had fallen on my Sweet.\n I saw her quivering bosom swell\n \u00a0 \u00a0 I heard my heart a-beat.\n I spoke!\u2014but what? I cannot tell\n \u00a0 \u00a0 I hardly know the rest;\n But as the timid tear-drops fell\n \u00a0 \u00a0 I clasped her to my breast.\n \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 Just sixteen years of smiles and tears\u2014\n \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 Just sixteen years hath she\n \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 But the wedding chimes\n \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 Will ring betimes\n \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 For my little bride to be.<\/pre>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p> Tho\u2019 starlight through the lattice vine<br \/>\n     Fell slanting on her brow<br \/>\n The roses white, with dew a-shine<br \/>\n     Swayed on the wind-rocked bough<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[3,9],"tags":[272],"class_list":["post-7102","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-newspapers","category-the-birmingham-age-herald","tag-samuel-minturn-peck"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7102","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=7102"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7102\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=7102"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=7102"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=7102"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}