I Wake And Feel The Fell Of Dark, Not Day
I wake and feel the fell of dark, not day. What hours, O what black hours we have spent This night! what sights you, heart,...
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I wake and feel the fell of dark, not day. What hours, O what black hours we have spent This night! what sights you, heart, saw; ways you went! And more must, in yet longer light's delay. With witness I speak this. But where I say Hours I mean years, mean life. And my lament Is cries countless, cries like dead letters sent To dearest him that lives alas!…
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