33. "Please to remember" |
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Here am I A poor old Guy: Legs in a bonfire, Head in the sky;
Shoeless my toes, Wild stars behind, Smoke in my nose, And my eye-peeps blind;
Old hat, old straw, In this disgrace; While the wildfire gleams On a mask for face.
Ay, all I am made of Only trash is; And soon, soon, Will be dust and ashes.
Walter de la Mare
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