Thief in the night

by D. H. Lawrence

LAST night a thief came to me And struck at me with something dark.I cried, but no one could hear me, I lay dumb and stark.When I awoke this morning I could find no trace;Perhaps 'twas a dream of warning, For I've lost my peace.

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