Thief In The Night
D. H. Lawrence
Last night a thief came to me And struck at me with something dark. I cried, but no one could hear me, I lay dumb and stark. When I awoke this morning I could find no trace; Perhaps ’twas a dream of warning, For I’ve lost my peace.
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