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Walter de la Mare - AloneWalter de la Mare - Alone
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The abode of the nightingale is bare, Flowered frost congeals in the gelid air, The fox howls from his frozen lair: Alas, my loved one is gone, I am alone: It is winter. Once the pink cast a winy smell, The wild bee hung in the hyacinth bell, Light in effulgence of beauty fell: I am alone: It is winter. My candle a silent fire doth shed, Starry Orion hunts o`erhead; Come moth, come shadow, the world is dead: Alas, my loved one is gone, I am alone; It is winter.
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