I HEARD thee laugh,
And in this merriment
I defined the measure of my pain;
I knew that I was alone,
Alone with love,
Poor shivering love,
And he, little sprite,
Came to watch with me,
And at midnight
We were like two creatures by a dead camp-fire.
I Heard Thee Laugh
Stephen Crane
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Poem topics: fire, pain, poor, laugh, measure, watch, alone, love, I love you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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