(22 August 1893 - 7 June 1967 / Long Branch / New Jersey)

Poems of Dorothy Parker

121. Sight 1/13/2003
122. Social Note 1/13/2003
123. Solace 1/3/2003
124. Somebody's Song 1/13/2003
125. Song in a Minor Key 1/3/2003
126. Song Of One Of The Girls 1/13/2003
127. Song of Perfect Propriety 1/3/2003
128. Sonnet For The End Of A Sequence 1/13/2003
129. Sonnet On An Alpine Night 1/13/2003
130. Story 1/13/2003
131. Story of Mrs. W- 1/13/2003
132. Summary 1/13/2003
133. Superfluous Advice 1/13/2003
134. Surprise 1/3/2003
135. Sweet Violets 1/3/2003
136. Symptom Recital 1/13/2003
137. Temps Perdu 1/13/2003
138. Testament 1/13/2003
139. The Apple Tree 1/13/2003
140. The Burned Child 1/13/2003

Song in a Minor Key

There's a place I know where the birds swing low,
And wayward vines go roaming,
Where the lilacs nod, and a marble god
Is pale, in scented gloaming.
And at sunset there comes a lady fair
Whose eyes are deep with yearning.
By an old, old gate does the lady wait
Her own true love's returning.

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