Chapter I
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Forever shed your sweetness on the night,
Dear honeysuckle, flower of our delight!
Forever breathe the mystery of that hour
When her hand touched me, lightlier than a flower,--
And life became forever strange and sweet,
A gift to lay with worship at her feet.
Nocturnes of the Honeysuckle
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New York Nocturnes, and Other PoemsChapter I
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