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 EDWARD FITZGERALD

��""TTMS a dull sight

A To see the year dying, When winter winds

Set the yellow wood sighing:

When such a time cometh

I do retire Into an old room

Beside a bright fire: O, pile a bright fire!

And there I sit

Reading old things,

Of knights and lorn dar While the wind sings O, drearily sings!

I never look out

Nor attend to the blast; For all to be seen

Is the leaves falling fast:

But close at the hearth, Like a cricket, sit I,

Reading of summer And chivalry Gallant chivalry!

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