Reading Aloud Poem by Christopher Morley

Reading Aloud

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ONCE we read Tennyson aloud
In our great fireside chair;
Between the lines my lips could touch
Her April-scented hair.

How very fond I was, to think
The printed poems fair,
When close within my arms I held
A living lyric there!

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Christopher Morley

Christopher Morley

Haverford, Pennslyvania
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