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The Voice

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Woman much missed, how you call to me, call to me,     Saying that now you are not as you were     When you had changed from the one who was all to me,     But as at first, when our day was fair.     Can it be you that I hear? Let me view you, then,     Standing as when I drew near to the town     Where you would wait for me: yes, as I knew you then,     Even to the original air-blue gown!     Or is it only the breeze, in its listlessness     Travelling across the wet mead to me here,     You being ever consigned to existlessness,     Heard no more again far or near?         Thus I; faltering forward,         Leaves around me falling,     Wind oozing thin through the thorn from norward         And the woman calling.     December 1912.

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