The Lost Mistress
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- All's over, then—does truth sound bitter
- As one at first believes?
- Hark, 'tis the sparrows' good-night twitter
- About your cottage eaves.
- II.
- And the leaf-buds on the vine are woolly,
- I noticed that to-day;
- One day more bursts them open fully
- —You know the red turns gray.
- III.
- To-morrow we meet the same then, dearest?
- May I take your hand in mine?
- Mere friends are we,—well, friends the merest
- Keep much that I'll resign:
- IV.
- For tho' no glance of the eyes so black
- But I keep with heart's endeavour,—
- If you only wish the snowdrops back
- That shall stay in my soul for ever!—
- V.
- —Yet I will but say what mere friends say,
- Or only a thought stronger;
- I will hold your hand but as long as all may,
- Or so very little longer!
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