![]() ![]() “I doubt if I shall ever have the time, Jane Wayland Īnd I dare say all this moonlight lying round us might as wellįall for nothing on the shards of broken urns that are forgotten,Īs on two that have no longer much of anything to tell. Will you like me any better if I prove it and repent?”. Somewhere in me there’s a woman, if you know the way to find her. Leaving out the foolishness and all I never meant? “Won’t you ever see me as I am, John Gorham, Till you find a way to kill them or to keep them out of sight.”. One I’ve had before me since a year ago to-night Īnd the picture where they live will be of you, Jane Wayland, “All your little animals are in one picture. That I wish you wouldn’t ever be again the one to think so įor it isn’t eats and butterflies that I would be to you.”. “Sure I never took you for a mouse, John Gorham Īll you say is easy, but so far from being true You are what it is that with a mouse, Jane Wayland,Ĭatches him and lets him go and eats him up for fun.”. Make a pretty flutter for a season in the sun “You are what it is that over rose-blown gardens Try to look as if the moon were making faces at you,Īnd a little more as if you meant to stay a little while.”. How am I to know myself until I make you smile? “That’s a way to tell me what I am, John Gorham! It’s I who mean to vanish Īnd when I’m here no longer you’ll be done with me indeed.”. “I’m sorry now you never saw the flocks, Jane Wayland,īut you’re the one to make of them as many as you need.Īnd then about the vanishing. I’ll vanish in as many ways as I have toes and fingers,Īnd you’ll not follow far for one where flocks have been before.”. Or you’ll never see as much of me as ribbons any more ![]() “Tell me what you’re saying to me now, John Gorham, I’m over here to tell you what you are, Jane Wayland,Īnd to make you rather sorry, I should say, for being so.”. May have said or maybe shouted ever since a year ago “I’m over here to tell you what the moon already Make me laugh or let me go now, for long faces in the moonlightĪre a sign for me to say again a word that you forgot.”. Sighing hard and seeming to be sorry when you’re not “Tell me what you’re doing over here, John Gorham, ![]()
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