Newspaper clipping of a poem titled Passion Past by Miss Muloch. Transcription: PASSION PAST. ? Were I a boy, with a boy ?s heart-beat At glimpse of her passing down the street, Or a room where she had entered and gone, Or a page her hand was written on ? Would all be with me as it was before? Oh no, never! no, no, never! Never any more. Were I a man, with a man ?s pulse-throb, Breath hard and fierce, held down like a sob, Dumb, yet hearing her lightest word ? Blind, until only her garments stirred ? Would I pour my life like wine on her floor? No, no, never! never, never! Never any more.
Newspaper clipping of a poem titled Passion Past by Miss Muloch. Transcription: PASSION PAST. ? Were I a boy, with a boy ?s heart-beat At glimpse of her passing down the street, Or a room where she had entered and gone, Or a page her hand was written on ? Would all be with me as it was before? Oh no, never! no, no, never! Never any more. Were I a man, with a man ?s pulse-throb, Breath hard and fierce, held down like a sob, Dumb, yet hearing her lightest word ? Blind, until only her garments stirred ? Would I pour my life like wine on her floor? No, no, never! never, never! Never any more. Gray and withered, wrinkled and marred, I have gone through the fire and come out unscarred, With the image of manhood upon me yet, No shame to remember, no wish to forget; But could she rekindle the pangs I bore Oh no, never! Thank God, never! Never anymore. Old and withered, withered and gray ? And yet if her light step passed to-day, I should see her face all faces among, And say: ?ǣHeaven loves thee, whom I loved Long! Thou hast lost the key of my heart ?s door, Lost it ever, and forever ? Aye, and for evermore. ? MISS MULOCH. Title: Thomas Butler Gunn Diaries: Volume 13, page 17 [newspaper clipping], ca. 1860 . circa 1860. Craik, Dinah Maria Mulock, 1826-1887
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