Poems by John B. Tabb :: :: University of Virginia Library

Tabb, John B. (1845-1909)

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Since that the dewdrop holds the star
The long night through,
Perchance the satellite afar
Reflects the dew.

And while thine image in my heart
Doth steadfast shine;
There, haply, in thy heaven apart
Thou keepest mine.