Mary Gilmore Poems

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1.
A Little Ghost

The moonlight flutters from the sky
   To meet her at the door,
A little ghost, whose steps have passed
   Across the creaking floor.
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2.
Good-Night

Good-night! . . . my darling sleeps so sound
She cannot hear me where she lies;
White lilies watch the closed eyes,
Red roses guard the folded hands.
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