Where She Is Now
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William Henry Davies
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Where she is now, I cannot say--
The world has many a place of light:
Perhaps the sun's eyelashes dance
On hers, to give them both delight;
Or does she sit in some green shade,
And then the air, that lies above,
Can with a hundred pale blue eyes
Look through the leaves and find my Love?
Perhaps she dreams of life with me,
Her cheek upon her finger-tips:
O that I could leap forward now,
Behind her back, and with my lips
Break through those curls above her nape,
That hover close and lightly there--
To prove if they are substance, or
But shadows of her lovely hair.
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