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Katharine Tynan - The Widow
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When she smiles her love draws nigh,
     When she weeps he doth depart,
And returns to the Heavens high
     With an unwounded heart.

God would suffer him no such wrong
     As that he should see her tears
Lest his heart be sad among
     His young joyous peers.

Therefore shall her tears be dried,
     Therefore her poor lips will smile,
So her darling by her side
     May sit down awhile.

So she bends her will to learn
     Patience high and heavenly mirth,
That her soldier may return
     To his own hearth.
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