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SHE GRIEVES IN THE DUSK by WILLIAM ALEXANDER PERCY

First Line: AH, HE WAS WHITE AND SLENDER
Last Line: THINKING HIM TRUE.
Subject(s): GRIEF; SORROW; SADNESS;
Ah, he was white and slender
And the lamplight turned him gold
And his groping hands were tender
And his kisses never bold.
How shall I sleep through the long, long nights
In my wide cold-sheeted bed,
Hearing the wild geese crying in their flights,
And me afraid,
And him not by to turn and hold me to his heart
In the way he knew,
And me no longer folded to his heart
Thinking him true.



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