Love Came Back At Fall O’ Dew
Lizette Woodworth Reese
Love came back at fall o’ dew, Playing his old part; But I had a word or two That would break his heart. “He who comes at candlelight, That should come before, Must betake him to the night From a barrèd door.” This the word that made us part In the fall o’ dew; This the word that brake his heart— Yet it brake mine, too.
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