Why do you weep, fair maiden?
The sun dims when your smile flees,
And if I could I’d move the world
To bring some gladness to your heart.
I wrote this short bit of verse quite some time ago—at least four years ago now—and filed it away as a fragment; after repeated consideration of how I might continue or expand it, I finally had the thought that adding to it might not be an improvement, and decided to post it today.
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