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TANKA: 2 by PERCY STICKNEY GRANT

First Line: HARSHLY LOUD THE KEY
Last Line: WIDOW, YES, CLASP CLOSE HIS CHILD!

Harshly loud the key
Shrieked as it locked tight his tomb;
But from a pine bough
Sweetly a robin's song trilled.
Widow, yes, clasp close his child!



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