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THE rain is falling on the roof	A
And no sound else disturbs the wife	B
Except the trees and winds at strife	B
Now near at hand and now aloof	A
But listening leaning evermore	C
She waits a knock upon the door	C
Her hair is braided round her head	D
Her eyes are large and fierce and bright	E
Her shapely throat is soft and white	E
And on her mouth there burns the red	D
Of that rich storied gem that shone	F
Upon the breast of Prester John	G
Upon the couch her husband lies	H
How is it that he lies so still	I
Why sleeps he there so pale and chill	I
The lamplight on his lidded eyes	H
Has she not fire and more than fire	J
To thrill his flesh with hot desire	J
Anon she lifts her rounded arms	K
As though to feel that she is free	L
And her large eyes exultantly	L
Light up as when the dawn glow charms	K
With roseate lights that gleam and glance	M
Twin pools to sudden radiance	N
The rain is falling on the roof	A
Yet though her ears are open wide	O
There is no other sound outside	O
No fall of foot nor tramp of hoof	A
And on his couch with lidded eyes	H
The husband cold and pallid lies	H
The midnight sky is wild and black	P
And drenches earth with ceaseless tears	Q
And now it seems to her she hears	R
Hoof strokes upon the sodden track	P
And now she rises sweet as sin	S
To let the late night strayer in	S
The lamplight gleams upon his face	T
And glistens on his reddened spur	J
He stretches out his arms to her	J
And folds her in a rude embrace	T
How can it be the husband lies	H
So still with heavy lidded eyes	H
Perchance he neither sees nor hears	R
And sleeps unmoved by chance or change	U
And yet and yet it seems so strange	U
If he be dead there should be tears	Q
Not love nor smiles nor midnight bliss	V
Nor mouths that marry in a kiss	V
The loud winds thrust upon the door	C
The raindrops plash against the roof	A
The trickles from a waterproof	A
Make little pools upon the floor	C
No foe between no more apart	W
They stand heart throbbing back to heart	W
Anon she says 'He died this morn	X
He did not die a whit too soon	Y
Life's day alas makes towards its noon	Y
He should have died when love was born	X
He should have died long since And now	Z
Kiss me again my mouth my brow '	A2

Roderic Quinn

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