Three GuestsAuthor(s): Agnes LeeSource: Poetry, Vol. 6, No. 6 (Sep., 1915), p. 285Published by: Poetry FoundationStable URL: http://www.jstor.org/stable/20570527 .

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POEMS

THREE GUESTS

She whispered, "Love is dead." She saw the raven hearse go down the street, And closed her door.

Then Passion rose and pled, Even more wild, even more fiery-sweet Than Love, before;

And lingered in the room, Out of an anguished moment to coerce Dreams that had been:

Till forth into the gloom Passion went following the raven hearse. And Peace came in.

AT DAWN

They were all around me. Soft as petals shaken, Summer faces bound me In a balmy zone. I find it strange to waken, And be alone.

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