A Dirge

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Title:     A Dirge
Author: Percy Bysshe Shelley [More Titles by Shelley]

Rough wind, that moanest loud
Grief too sad for song;
Wild wind, when sullen cloud
Knells all the night long;
Sad storm whose tears are vain,
Bare woods, whose branches strain,
Deep caves and dreary main,--
Wail, for the world's wrong!

[The end]
Percy Bysshe Shelley's poem: Dirge

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