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1866–1918

THE WRECKAGE

Dora Sigerson Shorter

Love lit a beacon in thine eyes, And I out in the storm, And lo! the night had taken wings; I dream me safe and warm.

Love lit a beacon in thine eyes, A wreckers’ light for me; My heart is broken on the rocks; I perish in the sea.

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