Walter de la Mare - November

Walter de la Mare - November

There is wind where the rose was, br Cold rain where sweet grass was, br And clouds like sheep br Stream o'er the steep br Grey skies where the lark was. br br Nought warm where your hand was, br Nought gold where your hair was, br But phantom, forlorn, br Beneath the thorn, br Your ghost where your face was. br br Cold wind where your voice was, br Tears, tears where my heart was, br And ever with me, br Child, ever with me, br Silence where hope was.


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Uploaded: 2014-11-07

Duration: 00:45

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