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Edna St. Vincent Millay - Indifference
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I said,—for Love was laggard, O, Love was slow to come,— 
   "I`ll hear his step and know his step when I am warm in bed; 
But I`ll never leave my pillow, though there be some 
   As would let him in—and take him in with tears!" I said. 
I lay,—for Love was laggard, O, he came not until dawn,— 
   I lay and listened for his step and could not get to sleep; 
And he found me at my window with my big cloak on, 
   All sorry with the tears some folks might weep!
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