She Went as Quiet as the Dew

She went as quiet as the Dew
From an Accustomed flower.
Not like the Dew, did she return
At the Accustomed hour!
She dropt as softly as a star
From out my summer’s Eve—
Less skillful than Le Verriere
It’s sorer to believe!
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