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A CRY FROM THE STALLS

Beautiful darling!
Light of mine eyes!
Gay as the starling
Shoots thro' the skies;
Swift as the swallow, and
Soft as the dove;
Hopeless to follow, and
Maddening to love!
Ah when she dances! and
Ah when she sings!
Glamour of glances, and
Rush as of wings,—
Trill as of coming birds
Heard unaware,—
Poise as of humming-birds
Hanging in air!
Starriest, youthfullest
Flower of a face!
Who shall the truthfullest
Tell thee thy grace?

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They comprehend it not,
They cannot know;—
Use it not, spend it not,
Spoil it not so!
While the world calls to thee
I sit apart,
I from the stalls to thee
Fling thee my heart!
Bright eyes to measure it!
Small hands to hold!
Take it and treasure it!
Lo, it is gold!
Stage-plays have ending, and
Love's ever new!
Stage-love's pretending, and
Now for the true!
Fame's voice be dumb to thee!
Fame's banner furled!
Come with me, come to the
End of the world!