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WHAT SHE SAID IN HER TOMB.
WHAT SHE SAID IN HER TOMB.
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Where no morrows break,—
Why take heed to tread so soft?
Fear you lest I wake?
Time there was when I was red
As a rose in June
With the kisses of your lips,—
Ah, they failed me soon.
As a rose in June
With the kisses of your lips,—
Ah, they failed me soon.
Now they would not warm my mouth
Though they fell like rain:
I am marble, dear; and they
Marble cannot stain.
Though they fell like rain:
I am marble, dear; and they
Marble cannot stain.