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1893–1944

II.— ALONE

Robert Nichols

The grey wind and the grey sea Tossing under the long grey sky.... My heart is lonelier than the wind; My heart is emptier than the sky,

And beats more heavily Than the cold surge beneath the gull, Wheeling with his reiterant cry Of loneliness.... All, all is lone:

Alone!... And so am I.

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