Part 2 — AT SUNSET
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Clasp her and hold her and love her, Here in the arching green Of boughs that bend above her With belts of blue between.
Clasp her and hold her and love her, Swift! Ere the splendor dies; The blue grows black above her, The earth in shadow lies.
Flowers of dream enfold her. Soft! Let me bend above, Clasp her and love her and hold her, Clasp her and hold and love.
Louis V. Ledoux [1880-