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The Wane !
The Wane !
The days , thus waning faster yet
And I in turn shall rend its thrall ,
One other complete of nothingness -
When and where sweet death will call .
All succumb to blackness nil
Like Prior's empty birth of nane ,
Then , as quick the hot tears poured
Life's design , unfurled its pain !
Wane from first of gaze to last
Travail's nowhere path to Death ,
Merriment dreams diverged - O sorrow !
What was worth thy first of breath ?
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5 - 9 - 10
The days , thus waning faster yet
And I in turn shall rend its thrall ,
One other complete of nothingness -
When and where sweet death will call .
All succumb to blackness nil
Like Prior's empty birth of nane ,
Then , as quick the hot tears poured
Life's design , unfurled its pain !
Wane from first of gaze to last
Travail's nowhere path to Death ,
Merriment dreams diverged - O sorrow !
What was worth thy first of breath ?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
5 - 9 - 10
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The Wane !
The Wane !
