Picture-show (New York: E. P. Dutton, 1920): 7. Internet Archive
1Why do you lie with your legs ungainly huddled,
2And one arm bent across your sullen, cold,
3Exhausted face? It hurts my heart to watch you,
4Deep-shadow'd from the candle's guttering gold;
5And you wonder why I shake you by the shoulder;
6Drowsy, you mumble and sigh and turn your head ....
7You are too young to fall asleep for ever;
8And when you sleep you remind me of the dead.
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