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From: betsy@dartvax.UUCP (Betsy Hanes Perry)
Newsgroups: net.poems
Subject: Sonnet
Message-ID: <2841@dartvax.UUCP>
Date: Tue, 19-Mar-85 11:30:16 EST
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Posted: Tue Mar 19 11:30:16 1985
Date-Received: Fri, 22-Mar-85 02:52:42 EST
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Organization: Dartmouth College, Hanover, NH
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I did not weep.  It was past time for weeping
The night you told me, in that hollow place,
That you must go.  Your cold and careless face
Spoke of a seed long-sown, come now to reaping.
 
If tears could bind a man into love's keeping
Or bid a dawdling heart renew its pace,
I should have wept.  But tears cannot erase
The sun's first rays, nor wake the moon from sleeping.
 
Of course I grieved!  But grief could not improve
The scene we played that night.  Unsatisfied,
My other self begged for a chance to move
That granite face.  But I swore, though I died,
That, having lost the wispy scarf of love,
I yet could wrap my naked heart in pride.
 
 
 
 
 
 
copyright 1985
-- 
Elizabeth Hanes Perry
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