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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ELEGY, by NIBI
First Line: The gulls that twitter on the rush-grown shore
Last Line: Far from her fond embrace.
Subject(s): Death; Mourning;nib
First Line: The gulls that twitter on the rush-grown shore
Last Line: Far from her fond embrace.
Subject(s): Death; Mourning;nib
The gulls that twitter on the rush-grown shore
When fall the shades of night,
That o'er the waves in loving pairs do soar
When shines the morning light --
'Tis said e'en these poor birds delight
To nestle each beneath his darling's wing
That the dark hours wards off the hoar-frost's might.
Like to the stream that finds
The downward path it never may retrace,
Like to the shapeless winds,
Poor mortals pass away without a trace:
So she I love has left her place,
And in a corner of my widowed couch,
Wrapped in the robe she wove me, I must crouch
Far from her fond embrace.
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