Stronger, hot and red; till you thirst for the daffodillies
With an anguished, husky thirst that you cannot assuage,
When the daffodillies are dead, and a woman of the dog-days holds you in gage.
Patience, little Heart.
D. H. Lawrence - Epilogue
A fine summer's evening. The Doc is ready. And well he should be. The Col is more reticent. And I believe that nothing but bitter disappointment awaits me. We shall see.
With an anguished, husky thirst that you cannot assuage,
When the daffodillies are dead, and a woman of the dog-days holds you in gage.
Patience, little Heart.
D. H. Lawrence - Epilogue
A fine summer's evening. The Doc is ready. And well he should be. The Col is more reticent. And I believe that nothing but bitter disappointment awaits me. We shall see.

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