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Hollow rang the house when I knocked on the door

Hollow rang the house when I knocked on the door
And I lingered on the threshold with my hand
Upraised to knock and knock once more
L......

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The sick grapes on the chair by the bed lie prone;

The sick grapes on the chair by the bed lie prone; at the window
The tassel of the blind swings gently tapping the pane
As a little wind c......

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The five old bells Are hurrying and eagerly c

The five old bells
Are hurrying and eagerly calling
Imploring protesting
They know but clamorously falling
Into gabbling incohe......

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There are four men mowing down by the Isar; I

There are four men mowing down by the Isar;
I can hear the swish of the scythe strokes four
Sharp breaths taken yea and I
Am sorry f......

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