Elegy Poem by Ambrose Bierce
Elegy
The cur foretells the knell of parting day;
The loafing herd winds slowly o'er the lea;
The wise man homewards plods; I only stay
To fiddle-faddle in a minor key.
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4/24/2024 11:26:18 PM # 1.0.0.1119
this is what I call an elegy...fantastic....