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First Line: Last night, through driven mist and beating rain,
Last Line: Adrift into the night?
Alternate Author Name(s): Faulks, Frederick J., Mrs.
Subject(s): Ghosts; Love; Supernatural


LAST night, through driven mist and beating rain,
One came whose feet had known the path before;
The little Love we buried stood again
And sobbed beside my door.

What could I do, oh foolish woman heart,
But draw him in and hold him safe and warm?
Why had Death loosed him, helpless and apart,
To wander in the storm?

O lips and hands that I have wanted most!
My arms were open! Be it wrong or right,
Who could turn such a lonely little ghost
Adrift into the night?





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