Down by the brook | 1 |
I met a rook | 2 |
of strange acquaintance there. | 3 |
And through the trees | 4 |
and idle pleas, | 5 |
a sound arrangement formed. | 6 |
And although a beast | 7 |
I thought the least | 8 |
that word would be enough; | 9 |
but the black bird of sorrow | 10 |
sang of tomorrow, | 11 |
And flew off with my | 12 |
tongue in its beak! | 13 |
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