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broken heart poem

burly, dozing humble-bee
i gazed upon the glorious sky
at dawn, he said
daughter, thou art come to die
he speaks not well
she limps with halting painful pace
my mother twines me roses wet with dew
have you seen walking through the village
above them all, looking down
they may talk of love in a cottage
the sun is up

 



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