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Her Dream

Rating: 3.1

I dreamed as in my bed I lay,
All night's fathomless wisdom come,
That I had shorn my locks away
And laid them on Love's lettered tomb:
But something bore them out of sight
In a great tumult of the air,
And after nailed upon the night
Berenice's burning hair.

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Col Wood 10 May 2017

I wish you would only allow only those with feeling to read / broadcast his poetry. This ladies voice was void of all feeling...

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Vincent Silvertop 03 February 2011

Perfect in poise and satisfies the ethereal elopements

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