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The Dream
Love, if I weep it will not matter,
And if you laugh I shall not care;
Foolish am I to think about it,
But it is good to feel you there.
Love, in my sleep I dreamed of waking,
White and awful the moonlight reached
Over the floor, and somewhere, somewhere
There was a shutter loose- it screeched!
Swung in the wind- and no wind blowing-
I was afraid and turned to you,
Put out my hand to you for comfort-
And you were gone! Cold as the dew,
Under my hand the moonlight lay!
Love, if you laughI shall not care,
But if I weep it will not matter-
Ah, it is good to feel you there. |
| Edna St. Vincent Millay |
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| Reader Comments |
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| nice |
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| Name: sweet-girl | 2005-02-04 |
| it was very nice poem i like it very muck! |
| Good poem |
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| Name: Jessica | 2005-02-20 |
| I really love your poem it makes me feel so nice and it touches my heart like gold |
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| Name: Arzu | 2014-05-22 |
| Att fe5 ff6lja hur Ogoola se5 sakta kommer att ta plats i svkrseans medvetande kommer att bli en spe4nnande upplevelse. Ogoola representerar pe5 sitt se4tt en annan ve4rld och en annan sorts ff6rtjusning e4n ve5ra lite trf6gare och kanske mer skalff6rsedda svenskar gf6r. Man uppme4rksammar det inte minst ne4r man ser den he4r lilla filmen av japanska elever. Vi har ne5got ve4rdefullt att le4ra av Ogoola te4nker jag men kanske ockse5 av den ff6rundransve4rda inlevelse som spelets skapare me5ste ha haft och som dess unga utf6vare he4r se5 ve4lgf6rande visar. |
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