The Chinese Nightingale

There were ghostly veils and laces …
In the shadowy bowery places …
With lovers’ ardent faces
Bending to one another,
Speaking each his part.
They infinitely echo
In the red cave of my heart.
‘Sweetheart, sweetheart, sweetheart,’
They said to one another.
They spoke, I think, of perils past.
They spoke, I... think, of peace at last.
One thing I remember:
Spring came on forever,
Spring came on forever,”
Said the Chinese nightingale.
{Vachel Lindsay. "The Chinese Nightingale".}
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