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COME HERE NEVERMORE, by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: Pale is your scarf
Last Line: "come here nevermore!"


PALE is your scarf
In the cool night blowing --
Pale as the pennon
From a ghost-ship at sea.
Cold, proud maiden,
Who disdained my loving,
If you cannot love me
Come not back to me.

I feel your breath
In my new love's kisses;
It chills my lips
With a fierce, cold pain.
Dear, proud maiden,
Who disdained my loving,
If you cannot love me
Come not back again.

Come not in dreams,
With your wintry manner,
Leaving my spirit
Broken at the dawn.
Cold is the moonlight
Falling on my pillow;
Yet colder is my heart, dear,
After you have gone.

Last night a girl,
With quick, clear laughter,
Passed by my window
Like a swaying rose:
She had all beauty
For a lone heart's craving --
An anodyne sweet
For a world of woes.

I warmed her lips
With strange, wild kisses;
I told my lyre
Of her dark, rich charms;
I held her close
And, when I looked upon her,
There lay my old love
Dead within my arms.

The moon is white
On the silver rose-leaf;
But she I loved
Comes through a broken door.
And, O, I cry
Like wind in a willow:
"If you cannot love me
Come here nevermore!"





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