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(For Rosaline's Album.)

Do you hear the low winds singing,
And streams singing on their bed?—

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Very distant bells are ringing
In a chapel for the dead:—
Death-pale better than life-red.
Mother, come to me in rest,
And bring little May to see.—
Shall I bid no other guest?—
Seven slow nights have passed away
Over my forgotten clay:
None must come save you and she.