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 The best room, what they call the bridal chamber—

What they call—what do they call it?— And I dressed up All in these new things not a red ribbon You ever had on before and mind you keep The shoes you were married in and all to go Into a closed room with a bed in it, To lie in a shut chamber What they call— Something the chalked letters does he say That I wonder or what— She held his hand Against her breast under the flowers. She felt