I cannot bear to entertain
Thoughts veiled in white, wearing a train
Trimmed in lace and love-adorned
Pretty, pristine, and so I scorn
Thoughts that flicker, quenched again
By the eternal chill within the space
Between, and washes clean the slate;
Bringing at last to a hush, and nearly too late,
A voice to which we all incline
Our seldom happy hearts and ever...
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