Excerpt from Trilby, Vol. 3 of 3
"The moon made thy lips pale, beloved,
The wind made thy bosom chill;
The night did shed
On thy dear head
Its frozen dew, and thou didst lie
Where the bitter breath of the naked sky
Might visit thee at will."
Next morning our three friends lay late abed, and breakfasted in their rooms.
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