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Only until this cigarette is ended, / A little moment at the end of all, / While on the floor the quiet ashes fall, / And in the firelight to a lance extended, / Bizarrely with the jazzing music blended, / The broken shadow dances on the wall, / I will permit my memory to recall
The vision of you, by all my dreams attended.
And then adieu,-farewell! -the dream is done.
Yours is a face of which I can forget
The colour and the features, every one, / The words not ever, and the smiles not yet; But in your day this moment is the sun
Upon a hill, after the sun has set.