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LATE AFTERNOON, by                    
First Line: I shall not look upon late afternoon
Last Line: And I shall never know if daylight fades.


I shall not look upon late afternoon
When love grown weary languishes in sleep.
So carefully my watchful shears will prune
Each drooping flower, that growing strength will keep
Fresh daily blooms to deck my house and wake
A drowsy love. My lamp will burn so bright
That dazzled Destiny must fail to break
Into a sacristy obscured by light.
Ensnared by hearth that will outwarm the sun,
My love in slippered luxury will stay:
Contented as the cozy clock upon
My mantlepiece that purrs the hours away.
Discreetly I shall draw the window shades
And I shall never know if daylight fades.





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