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grandmother poem

in your arms was still delight
brief on a flying night
to clothe the fiery thought
now for a brisk and cheerful fight
she knows a cheap release
long ago, in the young moonlight
in mournful numbers
for these white arms about my neck
to be able to see every side of every question
though love repine, and reason chafe
often is it not so?

 



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