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Aline Kilmer

I know you are too dear to stay;
 You are so exquisitely sweet:
My lonely house will thrill some day
 To echoes of your eager feet.
I hold your words within my heart,
 So few, so infinitely dear;
Watching your fluttering hands I start
 At the corroding touch of fear.
A faint, unearthly music rings
 From you to Heaven — it is not far!
A mist about your beauty clings
 Like a thin cloud before a star.
My heart shall keep the child I knew,
 When you are really gone from me,
And spend its life remembering you
 As shells remember the lost sea.

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