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p. Harris 500 Song Cycle 2 love poem 7I turn my face to the doorway - O sweetness -
see! my brother will come for me.
My eyes are on the way,
my ears strain,
for the coming of him who might forget.
I make loving my brother my own concern, mine alone,
my face is all his,
but my unquiet heart despatches messengers,
fluttering feet pace to and fro,
to say to me he does me wrong already,
to say he finds another pretty trifle.
These chatter all about him - yet what now
could brighten in his heart around some stranger?