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You O the piteous you	A
Who all the long night through	A
Anticipatedly	B
Disclose yourself to me	C
Already in the ways	D
Beyond our human comfortable days	D
How can you deem what Death	E
Impitiably saith	E
To me who listening wake	F
For your poor sake	F
When a grown woman dies	G
You know we think unceasingly	B
What things she said how sweet how wise	G
And these do make our misery	C
But you were you to me	C
The dead anticipatedly	B
You eleven years was't not or so	H
Were just a child you know	H
And so you never said	I
Things sweet immeditatably and wise	G
To interdict from closure my wet eyes	G
But foolish things my dead my dead	I
Little and laughable	B
Your age that fitted well	B
And was it such things all unmemorable	B
Was it such things could make	F
Me sob all night for your implacable sake	F
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Yet as you said to me	C
In pretty make believe of revelry	C
So the night long said Death	E
With his magniloquent breath	E
And that remembered laughter	J
Which in our daily uses followed after	J
Was all untuned to pity and to awe	K
'A cup of chocolate	L
One farthing is the rate	M
You drink it through a straw '	-
	-
How could I know how know	H
Those laughing words when drenched with sobbing so	H
Another voice than yours than yours he hath	E
My dear was't worth his breath	E
His mighty utterance yet he saith and saith	E
This dreadful Death to his own dreadfulness	H
Doth dreadful wrong	N
This dreadful childish babble on his tongue	O
That iron tongue made to speak sentences	H
And wisdom insupportably complete	P
Why should it only say the long night through	A
In mimicry of you	A
'A cup of chocolate	L
One farthing is the rate	M
You drink it through a straw a straw a straw '	-
Oh of all sentences	H
Piercingly incomplete	P
Why did you teach that fatal mouth to draw	Q
Child impermissible awe	K
From your old trivialness	H
Why have you done me this	H
Most unsustainable wrong	N
And into Death's control	B
Betrayed the secret places of my soul	B
Teaching him that his lips	H
Uttering their native earthquake and eclipse	H
Could never so avail	B
To rend from hem to hem the ultimate veil	B
Of this most desolate	L
Spirit and leave it stripped and desecrate	M
Nay never so have wrung	O
From eyes and speech weakness unmanned unmeet	M
As when his terrible dotage to repeat	M
Its little lesson learneth at your feet	M
As when he sits among	O
His sepulchres to play	B
With broken toys your hand has cast away	B
With derelict trinkets of the darling young	O
Why have you taught that he might so complete	M
His awful panoply	C
From your cast playthings why	R
This dreadful childish babble to his tongue	O
Dreadful and sweet	M

Francis Thompson

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