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CAN this be her? Her dark eyes show
Two planets in the midnight heaven;
Her cheeks the blood-dyed rose-her brow
The snow upon the mountains driven;
Her tongue's a silver bell to hear,
Ah, death when certain words are spoken!-
Can this be her? And comes the dear
To break again the heart she's broken?
The Return
Joseph Skipsey
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Poem topics: dark, death, heart, heaven, rose, silver, snow, dear, tongue, hear, broken, break, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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