A Little Memory
White in the moonlight, Wet with dew, We have known the languor Of being two. We have been weary As children are, When over them, radiant, A stooping star, Bends their Good-Night, Kissed and smiled:-- Each was mother, Each was child. Child, from your forehead I kissed the hair, Gently, ah, gently: And you were Mistress and mother When on your breast I lay so safely And could rest.
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"White in the moonlight,..."
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