<h2><SPAN name="chap84"></SPAN>PITY</h2>
<p class="poem">
Oh do not Pity me because I gave<br/>
My heart when lovely April with a gust,<br/>
Swept down the singing lanes with a cool wave;<br/>
And do not pity me because I thrust<br/>
Aside your love that once burned as a flame.<br/>
I was as thirsty as a windy flower<br/>
That bares its bosom to the summer shower<br/>
And to the unremembered winds that came.<br/>
Pity me most for moments yet to be,<br/>
In the far years, when some day I shall turn<br/>
Toward this strong path up to our little door<br/>
And find it barred to all my ecstasy.<br/>
No sound of your warm voice the winds have borne—<br/>
Only the crying sea upon the shore.<br/></p>
<p class="left">
HAROLD VINAL</p>
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