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JAMES STEPHENS
A smile for the parting,
A tear as they go,
God's sweethearting
Ends just so
Who 's that watching
Where the black winds blow?
He who is waiting In the rain outside, He who is standing Where the dew drops wide, He who is watching In the wind must ride
(Tho* the pale hands cling)
With the rose
And the ring
And the bride,
Must ride
With the red of the rose, And the gold of the ring, And the lips and the hair of the bride.
��P55 The Rivals
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��HEARD a bird at dawn Singing sweetly on a tree, That the dew was on the lawn, And the wind was on the lea; But I didn't listen to him, For he didn't sing to me!
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