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Arthur Quiller-Couch, comp.  The Oxford Book of Victorian Verse.  1922.
By Thomas Lovell Beddoes (1803–1849)
THE SWALLOW leaves her nest,
The soul my weary breast;
But therefore let the rain
  On my grave
Fall pure; for why complain?        5
Since both will come again
  O’er the wave.
The wind dead leaves and snow
Doth hurry to and fro;
And, once, a day shall break        10
  O’er the wave,
When a storm of ghosts shall shake
The dead, until they wake
  In the grave.

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