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It was so small a death : he lay So lightly there upon my palm , It seemed , simply , that death , so calm , So small , lay there as lightly as the bird : It seemed an easy thing to understand . a Well , since the ground was frozen fast ...
It was so small a death : he lay So lightly there upon my palm , It seemed , simply , that death , so calm , So small , lay there as lightly as the bird : It seemed an easy thing to understand . a Well , since the ground was frozen fast ...
Էջ 35
The land's sharp features seemed to be The Century's corpse outleant , His crypt the cloudy canopy , The wind his death - lament . The ancient pulse of germ and birth Was shrunken hard and dry , And every spirit upon earth Seemed ...
The land's sharp features seemed to be The Century's corpse outleant , His crypt the cloudy canopy , The wind his death - lament . The ancient pulse of germ and birth Was shrunken hard and dry , And every spirit upon earth Seemed ...
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May the Twenty - third There never was a finer day , And never will be while May is MayThe third , and not the last of its kind ; But though fair and clear the two behind Seemed pursued by tempests overpast ; And the morrow with fear ...
May the Twenty - third There never was a finer day , And never will be while May is MayThe third , and not the last of its kind ; But though fair and clear the two behind Seemed pursued by tempests overpast ; And the morrow with fear ...
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