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First Line: She fanned my life out with her soft little sighs
Last Line: Yonder's my way now. Give place, if you please.
Alternate Author Name(s): Meredith, Owen; Lytton, 1st Earl Of; Lytton, Robert
Subject(s): Netherlands; Travel; Holland; Dutch People; Journeys; Trips


SHE fanned my life out with her soft little sighs:
She hushed me to death with her face so fair:
I was drunk with the light of her wild blue eyes,
And strangled dumb in her long gold hair.

So now I'm a blessed and wandering ghost,
Though I cannot quite find out my way up to heaven:
But I hover about o'er the long reedy coast,
In the wistful light of a low red even.

I have borrowed the coat of a little gray gnat:
There's a small sharp song I have learned how to sing:
I know a green place she is sure to be at:
I shall light on her neck there, and sting, and sting.

Tra-la-la, tra-la-la, life never pleased me!
I fly where I list now, and sleep at my ease.
Buzz, buzz, buzz! the dead only are free.
Yonder's my way now. Give place, if you please.





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