Saturday, January 4, 2003

The Nameless One Comments

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ROLL forth, my song, like the rushing river,
   That sweeps along to the mighty sea;
God will inspire me while I deliver
   My soul of thee!
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James Clarence Mangan
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Bruno 02 October 2018

This poem is the pain of all mankind poured in one man only. He is (was) my wife's and daughter's (old) cousin. The laterone, as soon as she had read the poem, said: I know what he mean.

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