Masked

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Title:     Masked
Author: Madison Julius Cawein [More Titles by Cawein]

Lying alone I dreamed a dream last night:
Methought that Joy had come to comfort me
For all the past, its suffering and slight,
Yet in my heart I felt this could not be.

All that he said unreal seemed and strange,
Too beautiful to last beyond to-morrow;
Then suddenly his features seemed to change,--
The mask of joy dropped from the face of Sorrow.

[The end]
Madison Julius Cawein's poem: Masked

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