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Edith Nesbit - The Past
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MAKE strong your door with bolt and bar, 
    Make every window fast; 
Strong brass and iron as they are, 
    They are so easy passed-- 
So easy broken and cast aside, 
    And by the open door 
My footsteps come to your guarded home, 
    And pass away no more. 


In the golden noon--by the lovers` moon, 
    My shadow bars your way, 
My shroud shows white in the blackest night 
    And grey in the gladdest day. 
And by your board and by your bed 
    There is a place for me, 
And in the glow when the coals burn low, 
    My face is the face ye see 


I come between when ye laugh and lean, 
    I burn in the tears ye weep: 
I am there when ye wake in the gray day-break 
    From the gold of a lovers` sleep. 
I wither the rose and I spoil the song, 
    And Death is not strong to save-- 
For I shall creep while your mourners weep, 
    And wait for you in your grave.
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