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To-morrow Post by :nixit Category :Poems Author :Helen Hay Whitney Date :October 2011 Read :1357

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To-morrow

To-morrow and to-morrow--shall there be
Perchance a morrow when I may not see
Your face beside me any more? Ah, no!
My love, my love, I cannot let you go.
Like sun in Egypt, ever kind and fair,
My heart must wake at dawn and know you there--
No dread of day which holds a weeping rain,
No dread of chilly love and bitter pain,
But ever present, ever wise and true,
To-morrow and to-morrow holding you.

(The end)
Helen Hay Whitney's poem: To-Morrow

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