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ASLEEP
Lids closed and pale with parted lips she lay.
Black on white pillows spread her hair unbound.
Awake, I watched her sleeping face and found
Its beauty perfect in the breaking day.
Black on white pillows spread her hair unbound.
Awake, I watched her sleeping face and found
Its beauty perfect in the breaking day.
Ah then I knew that Love had passed away,
Alas! though with the entering sun that crowned
With light the beauty that mine arms enwound
Came too the morning music of the bay.
Alas! though with the entering sun that crowned
With light the beauty that mine arms enwound
Came too the morning music of the bay.
I wept that Love had been and was no more,
That never shower nor sunlight should restore
The beauty that was dead thenceforth to me,
That never shower nor sunlight should restore
The beauty that was dead thenceforth to me,
While radiant in the outburst of the dawn,
Fresh as the wind that swept the mountain lawn
Green April wantoned on the noisy sea.
Fresh as the wind that swept the mountain lawn
Green April wantoned on the noisy sea.
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