.I saw a tattered cloak, drawn about the face
A gesture of farewell, to the kiss of God's mouth
Kiss the image in a stranger's casket
What has become of splendour?
Twelve strokes have fallen
And the faintly heard breath
That argued my beauty
A ruined soul bewailing
Where the a.
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