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A Minor Poet and other Verse. Levy, Amy, 1861–1889.
page: 11

To a Dead Poet.

  • I KNEW not if to laugh or weep ;
  • They sat and talked of you—
  • “’Twas here he sat; ’twas this he said !
  • ’Twas that he used to do.
  • “Here is the book wherein he read,
  • The room wherein he dwelt ;
  • And he” (they said) “was such a man,
  • Such things he thought and felt.”
  • I sat and sat, I did not stir ;
  • They talked and talked away.
  • I was as mute as any stone,
  • I had no word to say.
  • They talked and talked ; like to a stone
  • My heart grew in my breast—
  • I, who had never seen your face
  • Perhaps I knew you best.