poet Percy Bysshe Shelley

Percy Bysshe Shelley

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The Rude Wind Is Singing

The rude wind is singing
The dirge of the music dead;
The cold worms are clinging
Where kisses were lately fed.

Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 1, 2010

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  • Dr Tony BrahminDr Tony Brahmin (4/20/2020 3:33:00 AM)

    The rude wind is singing
    The dirge of the music dead; Wonderful imagination.. tony

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