Yon flakes that fret the eastern sky
Yon flakes that fret the eastern sky
Lead back my day of birth;
The far, wide-wandered hour when I
Came crying upon earth.
Then came I crying, and to-day,
With heavier cause to plain,
Depart I into death away,
Not to be born again.
Lead back my day of birth;
The far, wide-wandered hour when I
Came crying upon earth.
Then came I crying, and to-day,
With heavier cause to plain,
Depart I into death away,
Not to be born again.
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