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| "Anticipation" |
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| I have been temperate always, but I am like to be very drunk with your coming. There have been times I feared to walk down the street lest I should reel with the wine of you, and jerk against my neighbors as they go by. I am parched now, and my tongue is horrible in my mouth, but my brain is noisy with the clash and gurgle of filling wine cups. |
| Amy Lowell |