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Nocturne

Always I knew that it could not last  (Gathering clouds, and the snowflakes flying),

Now it is part of the golden past  (Darkening skies, and the night-wind sighing);

It is but cowardice to pretend.  Cover with ashes our love's cold crater-Always I've known that it had to end  Sooner or later.

Always I knew it would come like this  (Pattering rain, and the grasses springing),

Sweeter to you is a new love's kiss  (Flickering sunshine, and young birds singing).

Gone are the raptures that once we knew,  Now you are finding a new joy greater-Well,

I'll be doing the same thing, too,  Sooner or later.

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Dorothy Parker

Dorothy Parker (née Rothschild; August 22, 1893 – June 7, 1967) was an American poet, writer, critic, and satirist based in New York; she was be…

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