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STREET ANGEL, by HENRY T. CHAMBERS First Line: She must paint to catch the stares Last Line: In the winter time? | ||||||||
She must paint to catch the stares Of gents who would kiss, For no man knows and none cares How pale she is. (She will dream again tonight Of plowed, ruddy loam, Of clover-green and blossom-white, And the wild plums at home. (She knows it's fool's bliss To lie dreaming late Of brown lads you cannot kiss And plums you never ate, (And what kind of joy comes From a dream or a rhyme Of meadow larks and sand plums In the winter time? | Other Poems of Interest...FISH FOR BREAKFAST by HENRY T. CHAMBERS FROM THE VALLEY by HENRY T. CHAMBERS INDIAN NIGHT by HENRY T. CHAMBERS RED BUCK BILL by HENRY T. CHAMBERS THE CHOIRMASTER'S BURIAL by THOMAS HARDY VALENTINES TO MY MOTHER: 1878 by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI |
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