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We walked together in the dusk / To watch the tower grow dimly white, / And saw it lift against the sky / Its flower of amber light.
You talked of half a hundred things, / I kept each little word you said; / And when at last the hour was full, / I saw the light turn red.
You did not know the time had come, / You did not see the sudden flower, / Nor know that in my heart Love's birth / Was reckoned from that hour.