I Heard Thee Laugh

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Title:     I Heard Thee Laugh
Author: Stephen Crane [More Titles by Crane]

I heard thee laugh,
And in this merriment
I defined the measure of my pain;
I knew that I was alone,
Alone with love,
Poor shivering love,
And he, little sprite,
Came to watch with me,
And at midnight,
We were like two creatures by a dead camp-fire.

[The end]
Stephen Crane's poem: I Heard Thee Laugh

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