Abandoned Church, An
Roofless and eyeless, weed-sodden, dank, old, cold—
Fickly the sunset glimmered through the rain,
Gilded the gravestones—faded out again;
A storm-cock shrilled its aeon-old refrain,
Lambs bleated from their fold.
Fickly the sunset glimmered through the rain,
Gilded the gravestones—faded out again;
A storm-cock shrilled its aeon-old refrain,
Lambs bleated from their fold.
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