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Show DRESSED IN WHITE. Twas, quite clearly I remember, On a Sunday in September, Sunday night; A nd in church we were together, She a night of summer weather-Dressed weather-Dressed in white. I'd no book, by some omission, And the space of our division Lesser grew; Lesser grew since she perceiving night, half hers would be relievinj, Nearer drew. Then if fingers strayed together Round the soft morocco leather In that song; If in singing I leant nearer To her cheek, to read the clearer, Was it wrong;? Was It wrong? T.e cheek was blushing Next to mine, and mine was hushing Next her sibs. If I thrilled was it amazing At the unexpected raising Of her eyes? . And I always shall remember 'Twas a morning in December, Frosty, bright ; That, In church again together, Sho vas rightly 'spite the weather-Dressed weather-Dressed In white! |