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A LOVER'S IDLE FEAR by BEULAH WINDLE SCALLIN

First Line: YOU ASKED ME TO RETURN AT EIGHT
Last Line: YOU PROMISED ME.
Subject(s): FEAR; LONGING; LOVE; WAITING;
You asked me to return at eight
And here I am, not over late.
Alas! I find no one to meet
Or to affectionately greet.
I wander up and down, in state
Of wonder, quite disconsolate,
Lamenting my so sorry fate.
Did you forget the gracious treat
You promised me?

But while I, lonely, meditate
Upon our past love, desolate. ...
A swish of silk ... tap-tap of feet ...
The bliss of welcome quite complete;
Then vanish fears. You kept the date
You promised me.



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