Edward Fitzgerald Poems

From the Spanish of Pedro Calderon de la Barca


A dream it was in which I found myself.
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The wind blew keenly from the Western sea,
And drove the dead leaves slanting from the tree--
Vanity of vanities, the Preacher saith--
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'Tis a dull sight
To see the year dying,
When winter winds
Set the yellow wood sighing:
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TIS a dull sight
   To see the year dying,
When winter winds
   Set the yellow wood sighing:
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Once on a time from all the Circles seven
Between the steadfast Earth and rolling Heaven
The Birds, of all Note, Plumage, and Degree,
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