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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE LETTER, by HENRI BARBUSSE
First Line: The clock ticks the slow minutes out
Last Line: Whether 'tis I who write, or thou. . . .
Subject(s): Letters; Writing & Writers
First Line: The clock ticks the slow minutes out
Last Line: Whether 'tis I who write, or thou. . . .
Subject(s): Letters; Writing & Writers
THE clock ticks the slow minutes out,
And the lamp listens as I write.
Soon I shall close mine eyes, no doubt,
And sleep and dream of us to-night.
The soft glow o'er my forehead slips,
Thy voice sounds in my fevered ear . . .
Thy smiling name is on my lips,
And on my hand thy fingers dear.
I feel the charm of yesterday;
Thy poor heart sobs within me now;
And, in this dreaming, who shall say
Whether 'tis I who write, or thou. . . .
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