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I'm Nobody! Who are you?
Are you - Nobody - too?
Then there's a pair of us!
Don't tell! they'd advertise - you know?
How dreary - to be - Somebody!
How public - like a Frog -
To tell one's name - the livelong June -
To an admiring Bog!
HEART, we will forget him!
You and I, to-night!
You may forget the warmth he gave,
I will forget the light.
When you have done, pray tell me,
That I my thoughts may dim;
Haste! lest while you’re
lagging,
I may remember him!
I've got an arrow here;
Loving the hand that sent it,
I the dart revere.
Fell, they will say, in “skirmish”!
Vanquished, my soul will
know,
By but a simple arrow
Sped by an archer’s bow.
HE touched me, so I live to know
That such a day, permitted so,
I groped upon his breast
It was a boundless place to me,
And silenced, as the awful sea
Puts minor streams to rest.
And now, I ’m different from before,
As if I breathed superior air,
Or brushed a royal gown;
My feet, too, that had wandered
so,
My gypsy face transfigured now
To tenderer renown.
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