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14.7: More Poems

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    [More Poems]

    Because I like you[1] better
    Than suits a man to say,
    It irked you and I promised
    I’d throw the thought away.

    To put the world between us
    We parted stiff and dry:
    “Farewell,” said you, “forget me.”
    “Fare well, I will,” said I.

    If e’er, where clover whitens
    The dead man’s knoll, you pass,
    And no tall flower to meet you
    Starts in the trefoiled grass,

    Halt by the headstone shading
    The heart you have not stirred,
    And say the lad that loved you
    Was one that kept his word.

    — 1936

    Contributors and Attributions

    1. The “you” was Moses Jackson, who died in 1923 in Vancouver, Canada. ↵
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