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 | The poems and sonnets of Louise Chandler Moulton |  |
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DAY'S MOCKERY.
I heard Love's voice thrill all the waiting Night,And I arose and followed where he led:
Then Morning mocked me with revealing light—
The great bright world was empty—Love was dead.
| The poems and sonnets of Louise Chandler Moulton | |