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She's Up And Gone, The Graceless Girl

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She's up and gone, the graceless girl,
And robb'd my failing years!
My blood before was thin and cold
But now 'tis turn'd to tears;—
My shadow falls upon my grave,
So near the brink I stand,
She might have stay'd a little yet,
And led me by the hand!
Aye, call her on the barren moor,
And call her on the hill:

'Tis nothing but the heron's cry,
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Dr Antony Theodore 17 June 2020

Her meat was served on plates of gold, Her drink was rosy wine; But now she'll share the robin's food, And sup the common rill, very fine poem and questions and thinking. tony

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