Loneliness
Sappho
Set are the Pleiades; the Moon is down
And midnight dark on high.
The hours, the hours, drift by,
And here I lie,
Alone
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- Maid of Astolat
- Thinking of pushing the boat out as my love for Lancelot is alas, unrequited. ;-)
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