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Songs of the Seasons

And Other Poems. By Thomas Tod Stoddart
Stoddart, Thomas Tod (1810-1880)

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Songs of the Seasons.
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Poems and Songs.

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All the incense, nearly all,
Which endowed my sister's breath
Is burnt out. The Holy Death
Sought a balmy funeral.
I have fragrance, ne'er the less,
Left me, and great flush of colour,
Both, I fear, foretelling dolour—
Neither, winsome of caress.
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