Crack Odawn
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Last night I dreamed they came back again. I heard them talking; I saw them plain.
25 26 GHOSTS They hugged me and held me and loved me; spoke Of happy doings and friendly folk. They seemed to have journeyed a week away, But now they were ready and glad to stay.
But oh, if they came on the wind to-night Could I bear their faces, their garments white Blown in the dark round my lonely bed? Oh, could I forgive them for being dead? I am almost afraid of the wind. My shame! That I would not be glad ...if my dear ones came!
THE YEAR AFTER UP and down my Garden the roses are a-revel; Up and down my Garden gleam golden butterflies. June-scent to the tree-tops floods the white air level, And June-sun to the rose-roots thrusts fingers warm and wise.
O my red, red roses! my larkspurs and my lilies! (Yellow lilies leaning in a tangle and a swoon, ) 0, have you forgot me? for now the Garden still is, And no one treads the warm path I knew by night and noon.
Red-rose-petals blowing, and rain-bleached in the grasses, Red-rose-petals slipping, slipping to be dead, 27 28 THE YEAR AFTER Only wind may touch you: he hurts you as he passes: 0, do you remember who kissed you once instead?
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
Last night I dreamed they came back again. I heard them talking; I saw them plain.
25 26 GHOSTS They hugged me and held me and loved me; spoke Of happy doings and friendly folk. They seemed to have journeyed a week away, But now they were ready and glad to stay.
But oh, if they came on the wind to-night Could I bear their faces, their garments white Blown in the dark round my lonely bed? Oh, could I forgive them for being dead? I am almost afraid of the wind. My shame! That I would not be glad ...if my dear ones came!
THE YEAR AFTER UP and down my Garden the roses are a-revel; Up and down my Garden gleam golden butterflies. June-scent to the tree-tops floods the white air level, And June-sun to the rose-roots thrusts fingers warm and wise.
O my red, red roses! my larkspurs and my lilies! (Yellow lilies leaning in a tangle and a swoon, ) 0, have you forgot me? for now the Garden still is, And no one treads the warm path I knew by night and noon.
Red-rose-petals blowing, and rain-bleached in the grasses, Red-rose-petals slipping, slipping to be dead, 27 28 THE YEAR AFTER Only wind may touch you: he hurts you as he passes: 0, do you remember who kissed you once instead?
What to read after Crack Odawn?
You can find similar books in the "Read Also" column, or choose other free books by Fannie Stearns Davis Gifford to read onlineMoreLess
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