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The Wild Winds Weep
Contributed by
Black_Rose
on
Wednesday, 15th December 2004 @ 09:25:30 PM in AEST
Topic:
selfstruggles
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The wild winds weep,
And the night is a-cold;
Come hither, Sleep,
And my griefs unfold:
But lo! the morning peeps
Over the eastern steeps,
And the rustling beds of dawn
The earth do scorn.
Lo! to the vault
Of pavèd heaven,
With sorrow fraught
My notes are driven:
They strike the ear of night,
Make weep the eyes of day;
They make made the roaring winds,
And with tempests play.
Like a fiend in a cloud,
With howling woe
After night I do crowd,
And with night will go;
I turn my back to the east
From whence comforts have increas'd
For light doth seize my brain
With frantic pain.
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Black_Rose
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2004-12-15 21:25:30] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: The Wild Winds Weep
(User Rating: 1 ) by Essentially9 on
Wednesday, 15th December 2004 @ 09:41:25 PM AEST (User
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fantastic write =] |
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