Nocturne

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Thomas Bailey Aldrich

Up to her chamber window
A slight wire trellis goes,
And up this Romeo’s ladder
Clambers a bold white rose.

I lounge in the ilex shadows,
I see the lady lean,
Unclasping her silken girdle,
The curtain’s folds between.

She smiles on her white-rose lover,
She reaches out her hand
And helps him in at the window—
I see it where I stand!

To her scarlet lip she holds him,
And kisses him many a time—
Ah, me! it was he that won her
Because he dared to climb!

Thomas Bailey Aldrich, 1836–1907

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