for Emily Georgiana Countess of Winchilsea and Nottingham:
I
When the knell rung for the dying
soundeth for me
and my corse coldly is lying
neath the green treeII
When the turf strangers are heaping
covers my breast
Come not to gaze on me weeping
I am at restIII
All my life coldly and sadly
The days have gone by
I who dreamed wildly and madly
am happy to dieIV
Long since my heart has been breaking
Its pain is past
A time has been set to its aching
Peace comes at lastE.G.W.& N.
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