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Never the nightingale; Oh, my dear, Never again the lark, Thou wilt hear. Though dusk and the morning still Tap at thy window-sill, Though ever love call and call, Thou wilt not hear at all, My dear, my dear. Adelaide Crapsey
Reading edition
Never the nightingale; Oh, my dear, Never again the lark, Thou wilt hear. Though dusk and the morning still Tap at thy window-sill, Though ever love call and call, Thou wilt not hear at all, My dear, my dear. Adelaide Crapsey