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Poem by Henry Cuyler Bunner
SHE might have known it in the earlier Spring,-- That all my heart with vague desire was stirred; And, ere the Summer winds had taken wing, I told her; but she smiled and said no word. The Autumn's eager hand his red gold grasped, And she was silent; till from skies grown drear Fell soft one fine, first snow-flake, and she clasped My neck and cried, "Love, we have lost a year!"
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