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A SECRET
Lest another's eye should read them
Some mystic words I traced.
Then close in your clasped fingers,
Close in your waxen hand,
I placed the scroll for an amulet,
Sure you would understand!

The secret is yours and mine, love!
Only we two may know
What words shine clear in the darkness,
Of your grave so green and low.
But if when we meet hereafter,
In the dawn of some fairer day,
You whisper those mystical words, love,
It is all I would have you say!