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THE BUST, by            
First Line: When I went wandering far from home
Last Line: By living lips that kissed unseen.
Alternate Author Name(s): Davies, W. H.


When I went wandering far from home,
I left a woman in my room
To clean my hearth and floor, and dust
My shelves and pictures, books and bust.

When I came back a welcome glow
Burned in her eyes -- her voice was low;
And every thing was in its place,
As clean and bright as her own face.

But when I looked more closely there,
The dust was on my dark, bronze hair;
The nose and eyebrows too were white --
And yet the lips were clean and bright.

The years have gone, and so has she,
But still the truth remains with me --
How that hard mouth was once kept clean
By living lips that kissed unseen.





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