I was the slightest in the House - I took the smallest Room - At night, my little Lamp, and Book - And one Geranium - So stationed I could catch the Mint That never ceased to fall - And just my Basket - Let me think - I'm sure - That this was all -
I never spoke - unless addressed - And then, 'twas brief and low - I could not bear to live - aloud - The Racket shamed me so -
And if it had not been so far - And any one I knew Were going - I had often thought How noteless - I could die.
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