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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`

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