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For fifteen minutes more or less,
And "dust to dust" they read above him.
Now who had gained in bitterness—
For not one soul was there to love him?
And "dust to dust" they read above him.
Now who had gained in bitterness—
For not one soul was there to love him?
They gaped upon the shining floors,
Their eyes scanned ceiling heights and blocked them.
When all was done, they shut the doors
And shrugged their shoulders as they locked them.
Their eyes scanned ceiling heights and blocked them.
When all was done, they shut the doors
And shrugged their shoulders as they locked them.
The house is charming now with weeds
Sprung all about, the steps are mellow
With little grass and flower-seeds
Drifting across their sun-stained yellow.
Sprung all about, the steps are mellow
With little grass and flower-seeds
Drifting across their sun-stained yellow.
Empty it stands and so has stood
More years than the town clerk can tell,
No legend has it he was good,
No tale reports that he did well.
More years than the town clerk can tell,
No legend has it he was good,
No tale reports that he did well.
They tried to sell it, off and on,
But not a person wants to buy,
Though visitors who've come and gone
Remember it against the sky
In shrewd and sweet proportions glowing
Above a flight of marble steps where grass is growing.
But not a person wants to buy,
Though visitors who've come and gone
Remember it against the sky
In shrewd and sweet proportions glowing
Above a flight of marble steps where grass is growing.
The New RepublicAmy Lowell
TEXAS
I went a-riding, a-riding,
Over a great long plain,
And the plain went a-sliding, a-sliding
Away from my bridle-rein.
Over a great long plain,
And the plain went a-sliding, a-sliding
Away from my bridle-rein.
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