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To Bary Jade
The bood is beabig brighdly, love;
The sdars are shidig too;
While I ab gazig dreabily,
Add thigkig, love, of you.
You caddot, oh! you caddot kdow,
By darlig, how I biss you —
(Oh, whadt a fearful cold I've got!
Ck-tish-u! Ck-ck-tish-u!)
I'b sittig id the arbor, love,
Where you sat by by side,
Whed od that calb, autubdal dight
You said you'd be by bride.
Ho-rash-o! — there it is agaid - Ck-thrash-ub ! Ck-ck-tish-u!
Oh! for wud bobedt to caress
Add tederly to kiss you;
Budt do! we're beddy biles apart —
(H-o-rash-o! Ck-ck-tish-u!)
This charbig evedig brigs to bide
The tibe whed first we bet:
It seebs budt odly yesterday;
I thigk I see you yet.
Oh! tell me, ab I sdill your owd?
By hopes — oh, do dot dash theb!
(Codfoud by cold, 'tis gettig worse —
Ck-tish-u! Ck-ck-thrash-eb!)
Good-by, by darlig Bary Jade!
The bid-dight hour is dear;
Add it is hardly wise, by love,
For be to ligger here.
The heavy dews are fallig fast:
A fod good-dight I wish you.
(Ho-rash-o ! — there it is agaid -
Ck-thrash-ub ! Ck-ck-tish-u!)
poem
by
Charles Follen Adams
from
Yawcob Strauss and Other Poems
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