Specks, Tiny Specks
" Specks, tiny specks, in this translucent amber:
Your leave, bride-roses, may one pry and see?
How odd! a dainty little skeleton-chamber;
And — odder yet — sealed walls but windows be!
Death's open secret. — Well, we are ;
And here comes the jolly angel with the jar! "
Your leave, bride-roses, may one pry and see?
How odd! a dainty little skeleton-chamber;
And — odder yet — sealed walls but windows be!
Death's open secret. — Well, we are ;
And here comes the jolly angel with the jar! "
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