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series of poems from "Evermore"
That day will pang , no matter thus
And such of horrid sorrow be ,
It matters not of Merriment's yesteryear -
Life bids Suffering's endless dree !
Doomed to answer the call of Death
O ominous ! Thy darkness nears ;
The stones unto of which I gaze -
Shall find me there !
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series of poems from `Evermore`
series of poems from `Evermore`