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Mary Elizabeth Coleridge - A Moment |
The clouds had made a crimson crown
...Above the mountains high.
The stormy sun was going down
...In a stormy sky. Why did you let your eyes so rest on me,
...And hold your breath between?
In all the ages this can never be
...As if it had not been. .....A Moment by Mary Elizabeth Coleridge (1861-1907)
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Sunday, 08-Nov-2009 00:31:41 GMT | 
