LES DEMOISELLES DE SAUVE
Beautiful ladies through the orchard pass;
Bend under crutched-up branches, forked and low,
Trailing their samet palls o’er dew-drenched grass.
Pale blossoms, looking on proud Jacqueline,
Blush to the colour of her finger tips,
And rosy knuckles, laced with yellow lace.
High-crested Berthe discerns, with slant, clinched eyes,
Amid the leaves, pink faces of the skies:
She locks her plaintive hands Sainte-Margot-wise.
Ysabeau follows last with languorous pace;
Presses, voluptuous, to her bursting lips,
With backward stoop, a bunch of eglantine.
Courtly ladies through the orchard pass;
Bow low, as in lords’ halls, and springtime grass
Tangles a snare to catch the tapering toe.
Gray, John. “Les Demoiselles de Sauve.” The Dial, vol. 2, 1892, p. 24. Dial Digital Edition, edited by Lorraine Janzen Kooistra, 2018-2020. Yellow Nineties 2.0, Ryerson University Centre for Digital Humanities, 2019. https://1890s.ca/dialv2-gray-demoiselles/