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Sonnet 28: My letters! all dead paper, mute and white!

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My letters! all dead paper, mute and white!

And yet they seem alive and quivering

Against my tremulous hands which loose the string

And let them drop down on my knee to-night.

This said, 'he wished to have me in his sight

Once, as a friend: this fixed a day in spring

To come and touch my hand . . . a simple thing,

Yet I wept for it! 'this, . . . the paper's light . . .

Said, Dear, I love

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