The Shade
I saw him as he went With merry voice and eye. I met him when he came Back, tired but the same-- The same clear voice, bright eye, Merry laugh, quick reply. And now, if I but look Unnoting at a book, Or from the window stare At dark woods newly bare, I see that shining eye, The same as when he went: --But whose is the low sigh, The cold shade o'er me bent?
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"I saw him as he went..."
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