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‘Annie! Annie!’
What voice is this that cries
Amid the lights of Hell,
Where these live shadows dwell
Under the rain-rent skies? . . .
What a night! All one hears
Is the torrent of tears
On a world plung'd in pain;
All one sees is the swarm
Of dim waifs in the storm,
Flitting hither and thither
(O God, who knows whi ker?)
Like ghosts, thro' the Rain!
What voice is this that cries
Amid the lights of Hell,
Where these live shadows dwell
Under the rain-rent skies? . . .
What a night! All one hears
Is the torrent of tears
On a world plung'd in pain;
All one sees is the swarm
Of dim waifs in the storm,
Flitting hither and thither
(O God, who knows whi ker?)
Like ghosts, thro' the Rain!
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