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43406	Whitney, Helen Hay	Herbs and Apples			.txt	text/plain	8292	1002	95	Galloping thro' dawn he knows he bears a little god To live and love to-day. My lost heart; come to me, my need is great. They are gone, past recall, like a lovely dream. Dear Love, my Summer, come back to me. The little one who loved the sun To love you seared; I have no happy days Thanking dear Life for its light and its beautiful hours? Our house to live and love in?--Shall it be I saw the days like little silver moons Where lovely thoughts might take new shape and bloom,-Your lovely life will tarnish in a day? That lovely passion's face so soon is grey, My love and you to Time, and you shall live I'll carry no love in my gypsy heart Little you know, then, love is the cloak living poet the high adjective, Vergilian.--_New York A volume of passionate love poems written by a true poet.	./cache/43406.txt	./txt/43406.txt