--AND RETURN

I walked upon a vacant shore
          Beneath a low and thickening sky;
I faced the empty sea and swore,
          "There is no lonelier one than I."

I waited through a night of lead;
          I heard the showers slide and hiss,
And started at my voice, that said,
          "No loneliness has been but this."

But here, my heart against your own,
          Your petulant kiss to silence me,
I know that I had never known
          How bitter lonely I could be.

by Dorothy Parker





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