<h2> Another Dark Lady </h2>
<p>Think not, because I wonder where you fled,<br/>
That I would lift a pin to see you there;<br/>
You may, for me, be prowling anywhere,<br/>
So long as you show not your little head:<br/>
No dark and evil story of the dead<br/>
Would leave you less pernicious or less fair—<br/>
Not even Lilith, with her famous hair;<br/>
And Lilith was the devil, I have read.<br/>
I cannot hate you, for I loved you then.<br/>
The woods were golden then. There was a road<br/>
Through beeches; and I said their smooth feet showed<br/>
Like yours. Truth must have heard me from afar,<br/>
For I shall never have to learn again<br/>
That yours are cloven as no beech's are.<br/></p>
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