POETS' CORNER.
On The Stairs,
He said "Good-niffht!" and he held
her hand In a hesitating way. And! he h;-;> ''■ thalt her eyes would understand \Mliat his lips refused to say.
He held her hand, and! he murmured low 1; "I'm sony to g(o like this, It seems so frigidly cold, you know, This "Mister" of oWs, and "Miss.."
"I thought —peß.-ha.pa-7*—" And he paused to note If she selamed inclined to frown. But tho light in hen- 1 eyes his, lieart- • strings smote, Ais she hlushingly looted down.
Sha said no word, tot siie picked a
specfc Of dust from his cloat lapel; Such a small, suoh a wee little tiny
fleck. 'Tw'aia a wonder she sa^v 1 SO' well
And it. brought her face so very near, In that dim, uncertain light, That the thought, unspoken. -\tos madle quite clear, And I know 'twas a, sweet 'Grod- ' night!"
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Thames Star, Volume XLVII, Issue 10852, 29 April 1911, Page 6 (Supplement)
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150POETS' CORNER. Thames Star, Volume XLVII, Issue 10852, 29 April 1911, Page 6 (Supplement)
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