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THOU HAST SAID
Thou hast said it, though no word was spoken:By the face that on my coming fed,
By the tell-tale eyes that gave the token,
Thou hast said.
Fie upon the flush that came and fled
For a secret clue to let the foe ken
Of the fort abandoned, guards abed!
Fast as iron bolts on portals oaken
Lips may lock them, but the tale is sped:
That which cannot but by death be broken
Thou hast said.
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