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A GIRL'S COMPLAINT TO HER HEART, by                    
First Line: I felt a breeze blowing upon my brow
Last Line: How may it hope for morning? It must die.
Subject(s): Girls; Hearts; Hope; Love; Sleep; Optimism


I FELT a breeze blowing upon my brow,
Beside the open window as I lay,
And dreamed it whispered: "Lo, the dawning day!
Awaken! for the winds are waking now."
A bird sang dimly from her swaying bough,
And in my dream I struggled to obey
The breeze and bird, and joy even as they
In the broad Sun,—and woke, I knew not how.

About my heart, too, hovers a waiting wind:
I would my heart would waken, but it seems
Stubbornly sleeping, careless of any cry;
I know it is not cruel or unkind,—
Yet if it rouse not from insensate dreams,
How may it hope for morning? It must die.





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