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:: Saturday, October 06, 2012 ::

Presentiment

I

a horrid father's
with wrote
conducting

worlds with by
the the
of

more;
She will
have "Presentiment"

thinking are joy
... presentiment. they
father, ....

stile, Alone a
of fades
gleam,

And or was
yet my
long

Arm The altogether,
be bier
tell

and a along
by together ! ?
Full

one
hills long
sense its November

reach some are
the the
storm

chair,
Come, her
of will That

not her ties
be on
away

O'er
hearth, frozen
sit me the

like sister's then
Eternity Which
tresses

how no child;
is poem;
us


II

is dear That
and must
in

wings glow your
peaceful children
wax

night
His join
dark no poems

can And, thee.
I'm the
no;


III

You grim whiten
even is
winter's

gone,
would she
SISTER, the in

Close
not see,
' ' lord, tractor with

I these even
And, again
see

bound,
'T is
both

of o'er days
concealed,
Ev'n

sit of head;
think ne'er
Jane


IV

is fireside meaning,
winter's at
hills

And hedge, "Nay,
by both
now

Fades,
on A
beating wide Than

Jane, at shadow.
on swept
not

poem;
Till Jane,
of hereafter and

all a sits
follow black
of forebodings murder'd ...

gone,
his And
again, But hearth

mark
O, a
details the child;"

gloom;
They down
Eternity Which you've

that are with
the sense
you, ...


V

Let cloud Ere
no to
follow

wc
brings the
talks me. face,

All there memory
metaphors The
fflicted

tractor metaphors darkly
soul, it
terrible

for me Will
mur Eden's
long

ties wind, The
metaphors us
verses

is number Ere
year, Though
hereafter

happen, return together
the you've
both

wind, The of
derers: me
too

us mute ... but,
Much. no
even

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