Lachesis
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Victor James Daley
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OVER a slow-dying fire,
Dreaming old dreams, I am sitting;
The flames leap up and expire;
A woman sits opposite knitting.
I’ve taken a Fate to wife;
She knits with a half-smile mocking
Me, and my dreams, and my life,
All into a worsted stocking.
Kamu malı: şairin ölümünün üzerinden 70 yıldan fazla geçti.
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