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Catalog Number 2010.01.0003
Object Name Poem
Date 1899
Title Untitled
Scope & Content A sonnet written by Robert Burns Wilson for Mary Mason Scott (1867-1934) for her 32nd birthday. The handwritten sonnet is decorated by Wilson's ink drawings along the left hand side of the page that embellish the start of each stanza.


What can I bring thee, what might please thy heart?
The chilly flower are few. Perplexed - unwarmed, -
The silent earth - by her late woes alarmed -
Withholds her gifts till friendlier skies impart
The blessing of the sun: The buds that start
Seem doubtful, fearing still, lest they be harmed,
And since Earth's bloom hath failed- which might have charmed,
What can I bring save this poor flower of Art -

No winter's blight can keep from thee this flower!
Not from the sun, but from thy smiling eyes.
The fashion of its life: - they are the skies
Whose light gives all it hath of beauty's dower.

For thy hearts garden, this thought - flower is blown;
Which, when thy hand shall gather, thou shalt but take thine own.

Robert Burns Wilson

To Mistress
Mary Mason Scott
This Sonnet is Addressed

April, Fifth
People Robert Burns Wilson
Mary Mason Scott
Search Terms Poetry