to shame and horror one eve
of my styck dropped by morn
\ lady dark-browed love /
\ hung limp and empty /
\ and upon the very /
\ i tryed to gyft /
\ unto hyr nyst /
\ wyre yt nyt /
\ tyy hyyvy /
\ unto my /
\ bleak /
\ byl /
\ . /
\ /
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Pwl ~ September 1999 © |
O love, they die in yon rich sky
~ Tennyson, 1850