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Sara Teasdale - The Metropolitan
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We walked together in the dusk 
To watch the tower grow dimly white, 
And saw it lift against the sky 
Its flower of amber light.

You talked of half a hundred things, 
I kept each little word you said; 
And when at last the hour was full, 
I saw the light turn red.

You did not know the time had come, 
You did not see the sudden flower, 
Nor know that in my heart Love`s birth 
Was reckoned from that hour.
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