THE twilight is deepening,
The shadows grow thicker;
I stir up the embers
That lazily flicker,
And pull down the curtains, -
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There, that is much better; -
A step! - it's the postman,
He's brought me a letter!
How soon she has answered
My late New Year's greeting!
Don't think I'm in love, though,
Because my heart's beating,
For I've seen other beauties
Both fairer and frailer;
So I'll open her letter, -
It's a bill from my tailor!
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