The Pitcher Fell And Broke Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

The Pitcher Fell And Broke

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The pitcher fell and broke
And bleak the cold wind grew:
The dusk-clouds fore the night
Sailed rapidly away.

The sea it rolled and rolled
And restless the tree neighed
In every leaf; the owl unmoving stood;
And looked down pitying.

The pitcher fell and broke
And deep, deep night
Is coming on irreversible.
A leaden curtain fell.

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