An Epitaph Poem by Walter de la Mare

An Epitaph

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Here lies a most beautiful lady,
Light of step and heart was she;
I think she was the most beautiful lady
That ever was in the West Country.

But beauty vanishes, beauty passes;
However rare - rare it be;
And when I crumble,who will remember
This lady of the West Country.

An Epitaph
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Dhrub jha 20 September 2018

Most VVI

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Vicky bari 21 March 2018

Nice poem

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Ella Rose 21 April 2016

memories held forever...well written.. :) ~ellarose~

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Manonton Dalan 07 December 2015

undying memory........

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Nibedita Deb 06 May 2006

Lovely work, by you N.D.

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