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The abode of the nightingale is bare,
Flowered frost congeals in the gelid air,
The fox howls from his frozen lair:
Alas, my loved one is gone,
I am alone:
It is winter.

Once the pink cast a winy smell,
The wild bee hung in the hyacinth bell,
Light in effulgence of beauty fell:
I am alone:
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Quadri Yahya 30 December 2020
To be alone is so saddening most time, especially when one is missing someone. And 'it is winter'.
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sophia 18 September 2020
she is alone and she is describing what she saw
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adran dimas 18 September 2020
i do not like because it haves a robot voes and it slow
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saadbf 27 May 2018
Wonderful poem
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Tajuddin molla 17 May 2018
V.v.v. nice poem
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Walterrean Salley 23 November 2016
(Alone by Walter de la Mare.) **Death. Aloneness. Winter. A poem that mirrors life.
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Jamirah Shorter 04 December 2008
This poem is deep and he sees no good thing since his loved one is dead. Many ppl can relate to that I have at one point but it gets easier.
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