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Low as a lute my love beneath the call	A
Of storm I hear a melancholy wind	B
The memorably mournful wind of yore	C
Which is the very brother of the one	D
That wanders like a hermit by the mound	E
Of Death in lone Annatanam A song	F
Was shaped for this what time we heard outside	G
The gentle falling of the faded leaf	H
In quiet noons a song whose theme doth turn	I
On gaps of Ruin and the gay green clifts	J
Beneath the summits haunted by the moon	K
Yea much it travels to the dens of dole	L
And in the midst of this strange rhyme my lords	J
Our Desolation like a phantom sits	J
With wasted cheeks and eyes that cannot weep	M
And fastened lips crampt up in marvellous pain	N
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A song in whose voice is the voice of the foam	O
And the rhyme of the wintering wave	P
And the tongue of the things that eternally roam	O
In forest in fell or in cave	P
But mostly 'tis like to the Wind without home	O
In the glen of a desolate grave	P
Of a deep and desolate grave	P
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The torrent flies over the thunder struck clift	Q
With many and many a call	A
The leaves are swept down and a dolorous drift	Q
Is hurried away with the fall	A
But mostly 'tis like the Wind without home	O
In the glen of a desolate grave	P
Of a deep and desolate grave	P
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Whoever goes thither by night or by day	R
Must mutter O Father to Thee	S
For the shadows that startle the sounds that waylay	R
Are heavy to hear and to see	S
And a step and a moan and a whisper for aye	T
Have made it a sorrow to be	S
A sorrow of sorrows to be	S
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Oh cover your faces and shudder and turn	I
And hide in the dark of your hair	U
Nor look to the Glen in the Mountains to learn	I
Of the mystery mouldering there	U
But rather sit low in the ashes and urn	I
Dead hopes in your mighty despair	U
In the depths of your mighty despair	U

Henry Kendall

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