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The Question

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I         The sea moans and the stars are bright,         The leaves lisp 'neath a rolling moon.         I shut my eyes against the night         And make believe the time is June,         The June that left us over-soon.         This is the path and this the place         We sat and watched the moving sea,         And I the moonlight on your face.         We were not happy, woe is me,         Happiness is but memory!         It seemeth, now that you are gone,         My heart a measured pain doth keep:         Are you now, as I am, alone?         Do you make merry, do you weep?         In whose arms are you now asleep?

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