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A Ballad

Rating: 2.8

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'Twas when the seas were roaring
With hollow blasts of wind;
A damsel lay deploring,
All on a rock reclin'd.
Wide o'er the roaring billows
She cast a wistful look;
Her head was crown'd with willows,
That tremble o'er the brook.

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Susan Williams 10 November 2015

I am surprised that John Gay wrote this. It doesn't have the power or ring of his immense talent. Perhaps he is still learning his craft

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