 | Lamia's Winter-Quarters |  |
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[‘The sickle hath performed its work]
‘The sickle hath performed its work,
The storm-gusts sweep the aspens bare,
Careering clouds and shadows mirk
Cow the disheartened air.
The storm-gusts sweep the aspens bare,
Careering clouds and shadows mirk
Cow the disheartened air.
‘No swallow circles round the roof,
No chirp redeems the dripping shed;
The very gables frown reproof,
“Why not already fled?”’
No chirp redeems the dripping shed;
The very gables frown reproof,
“Why not already fled?”’
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