Walter Learned (Уолтер Лирнед)
Tomorrow
With half averted face she stood And answered to his questioning eyes, "'Tis nothing. It is but my mood; 'Tis not the day for sweet replies. "Perchance tomorrow" —Ah, who knows What fate may with tomorrow come? For aye some questioning eyes may close, Some lips may be forever dumb.
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