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ONE morning my heart can remember	A
I sat dreaming there	B
In the 'governor's' chair	B
In the office The month was November	A
And the weather a subject for prayer	B
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My mind strayed through visions unbounded	C
Far off seemed the din	D
That King William Street's in	D
And the quill of the 'junior' sounded	E
Like the squeak of an elf's violin	D
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I was roused with a start some one entered	F
Though ground glass divide	G
Off the sanctum inside	G
The star where my homage was centred	G
In the office without I descried	G
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'Oh kind Fate to bring me my Kitty	G
The boy I can send	G
At the bank to attend	G
One partner's just gone from the City	G
And the other is at the West End	G
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'Change two pounds boy for threepenny pieces	H
And there isn't a franc	I
In the place I will thank	I
You to take down these coupons from Creasy's	H
To the London and Westminster Bank '	-
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He is gone This can never be Kitty	G
Alone here with me	G
Can this ever be she	G
Laughing here in the heart of the City	G
With the old office cat on her knee	G
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'I hope Ben ' she says 'you are stronger	A
And I hope it's not true	J
Work is injuring you	J
And I'd better not stay any longer	A
As you seem to have so much to do '	-
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But she does not go yet Still she lingers	H
Dry deed boxes press	H
The crisp folds of her dress	H
While the desk feels inquisitive fingers	H
In a touch that is half a caress	H
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Now dreary and quiet the place is	H
Here's the space on the floor	K
I remember of yore	K
Which was brushed by her ribbons and laces	H
As she smiled her 'good bye' at the door	K
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The violets she wore in her bosom	L
So scented dew wet	G
Are hard to forget	G
The dim office grew fair with each blossom	L
And their fragrance seems haunting it yet	G
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I'm in partnership now with old Bradley	G
His brother is dead	G
So I stand as the Head	G
Of affairs and I'm thinking thus sadly	G
Of the sweetness of days that have fled	G
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My Wimbledon house all that's in it	G
My life with its dower	M
Of money bag power	A
I would throw to the dogs in a minute	G
To recall from those days but one hour	A
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Lost light of my eyes little Kitty	G
Too late now too late	G
But I'd give my estate	G
To be once more a clerk in the City	G
In the office with you t te t te	G

Edith Nesbit

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