Lost Nightingale
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Emmanuel George Cefai
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Lady Nightingale - the lost one
The pianola plays -
Therigorous meter
Skips she.
In the drear airs
Flutters
Wild
Here and there.
Lady Nightingale's not
On her bough
She dreams of it
Though!
Around her
Surge
The firs, the oaks
They dream as
Yet!
Whilst Lady Nightingale
The Lady flutters
Anxiously 5
By her tree
By her bough
She passes
But angst
Ah! angst
What be!
In the morn they found
Her
On the soil
- moved not - sang
- not - fluttered
- not
The Lady Nightingale!
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