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May those who scorn this rickety hearse. Of ghastly verses be compelled,. By blackest magick blackly spelled,. To read it nightly, verse by verse,. And each time find its contents worse. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. You are commenting using your WordPress. You are commenting using your Twitter account. Notify me of new comments via email. Suite in a Minor Key.
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How sad it is to ail in the spring,. To feel amid the blooming your decline,. To feel a shiver rattle down your spine. While sunshine pours and singing birds take wing. Sickness should be a frigid, winter thing,. A quarantined repose of cold repine. By fresh delight and wealthy harvesting;. For sickness fits in spring like rain in shine. And never more does sickness have a sting.