She went as quiet as the Dew Published January 23, 2018 by suprusr 0 149 She went as quiet as the Dew From an Accustomed flower. Not like the Dew, did she return At the Accustomed hour! She dropt as softly as a star From out my summer’s Eve- Less skillful than Le Verriere It’s sorer to believe! Related posts: It bloomed and dropt, a Single Noon Fitter to see Him, I may be It sifts from Leaden Sieves We Grow Accustomed to the Dark suprusr Published in Poems
