On The Doorstep
The rain imprinted the step's wet shine With target-circles that quivered and crossed As I was leaving this porch of mine; When from within there swelled and paused A song's sweet note; And back I turned, and thought, "Here I'll abide." The step shines wet beneath the rain, Which prints its circles as heretofore; I watch them from the porch again, But no song-notes within the door Now call to me To shun the dripping lea And forth I stride. Jan. 1914.
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"The rain imprinted the step's wet shine..."
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