| Jessie B. Rittenhouse, ed. (1869–1948). The Second Book of Modern Verse. 1922. |
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| I KNOW you are too dear to stay; | |
| You are so exquisitely sweet: | |
| My lonely house will thrill some day | |
| To echoes of your eager feet. | |
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| I hold your words within my heart, | 5 |
| So few, so infinitely dear; | |
| Watching your fluttering hands I start | |
| At the corroding touch of fear. | |
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| A faint, unearthly music rings | |
| From you to Heaven—it is not far! | 10 |
| A mist about your beauty clings | |
| Like a thin cloud before a star. | |
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| My heart shall keep the child I knew, | |
| When you are really gone from me, | |
| And spend its life remembering you | 15 |
| As shells remember the lost sea. | |
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