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Слушать(AI)A Farewell
Remember me and smile, as smiling too, I have remembered things that went their way— The dolls with which I grew too wise to play— Or over-wise—kissed, as children do,
And so dismissed them; yes, even as yoy Have done with this poor piece of painted clay— Not wantonly, but wisely, shall we say?
As one who, haply, tunes his heart anew. Only I wish her eyes may not be blue, The eyes of a new angel.
Ah! she may Miss something that I found,—perhaps the clue To those long silences of yours, which grew Into one word. And should she not be gay, Poor lady!
Well, she too must have her day.
Charlotte Mary Mew
Charlotte Mary Mew (15 November 1869 – 24 March 1928) was an English poet whose work spans the eras of Victorian poetry and Modernism.
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