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THE
EAVESDROPPER
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IN a
still room at hush of dawn,
My Love and I lay
side by side
And heard the roaming forest wind
Stir in the paling
autumn-tide.
I watched her earth-brown eyes grow glad
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Because
the round day was so fair;
While memories of reluctant night
Lurked in the blue
dusk of her hair,
Outside, a yellow maple tree,
Shifting upon the
silvery blue
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With
small innumerable sound,
Rustled to let the
sunlight through.
The livelong day the elvish leaves
Danced with their
shadows on the floor;
And the lost children of the wind
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Went
straying homeward by our door.
And all the swarthy afternoon
We watched the great
deliberate sun
Walk through the crimsoned hazy world,
Counting his hilltops
one by one.
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Then
as the purple twilight came
And touched the vines
along our eaves,
Another Shadow stood without
And gloomed the dancing
of the leaves.
The silence fell on my Love’s lips;
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Her
great brown eyes were veiled and sad
With pondering some maze of dream,
Though all the splendid
year was glad.
Restless and vague as a gray wind
Her heart had grown,
she knew not why.
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But
hurrying to the open door,
Against the verge
of western sky
I saw retreating on the hills,
Looming and sinister
and black,
The stealthy figure swift and huge
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One who strode and looked not back. |
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