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    NO LETTER.   Table of Contents     HOPE.

Tucker, Mary E.
Poems

- THE TRYST.


THE TRYST.


I WAITED full two hours, or more,
Beneath the old pine tree,
Where oft I've lingered twilight hours,
Watching, my Love, for thee.

I waited till the shadows grew
Like giants, grim and grey;
I waited till night's coming chased
The shadows far away.

I waited for, I knew not what;
But, oh, I waited there,
Hoping, perchance, some ray to find,
To lighten my despair.
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A year ago last May, I sat
Beneath the old pine-tree;
My tryst was not a broken one,
For, Love, you came to me.

I waited, and my spirit called
Thy spirit, Love, to me;
No tryst was ever broken there,
Beneath the old pine-tree.
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    NO LETTER.   Table of Contents     HOPE.