Into the smouldering ruin now go down:
And walk where once she walked and breathe the air
She breathed that final day on the burning stair
And follow her, beyond the fleeing crowds,
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Setting aside for the moment the unusual punctuation, this poem is (in my opinion) one of the most beautiful and haunting poems in the English language. I wish that I could write like this.
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Setting aside for the moment the unusual punctuation, this poem is (in my opinion) one of the most beautiful and haunting poems in the English language. I wish that I could write like this.