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PASTEL: MASKS AND FACES by ARTHUR WILLIAM SYMONS

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First Line: THE LIGHT OF OUR CIGARETTES
Last Line: (A ROSE!) OF HER LYRIC FACE.

The light of our cigarettes
Went and came in the gloom:
It was dark in the little room.

Dark, and then, in the dark,
Sudden, a flash, a glow,
And a hand and a ring I know.

And then, through the dark, a flush
Ruddy and vague, the grace
(A rose!) of her lyric face.



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