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1844–1912

ROCOCO

Andrew Lang

( “My name is also named‘ Played Out.’” ) When first we heard Rossetti sing, We twanged the melancholy lyre, We sang like this, like anything,

When first we heard Rossetti sing. And all our song was faded Spring, And dead delight and dark desire, When first we heard Rossetti sing,

We twanged the melancholy lyre. ( And this is how we twanged it ) -

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