Poems, Dialogues in Verse and Epigrams By Walter Savage Landor: Edited with notes by Charles G. Crump |
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LVII.
[Proud word you never spoke, but you will speak]
Proud word you never spoke, but you will speakFour not exempt from pride some future day.
Resting on one white hand a warm wet cheek
Over my open volume you will say,
“This man loved me!” then rise and trip away
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