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21.Jan.13 | 13.May.13 |
Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak November, And each dying move wrought its ghost upon the rocky increment. Eagerly I wished the morrow; – vainly I had sought to borrow From my surgeon surcease of sorrow – sorrow for the lost ligament – For the rare and radiant band whom the doctors named ligament – Nameless here for evermore. And the silken sad unbearing pain of each bloodied hold Thrilled me – filled me with tearing terrors here to linger; So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating `’Tis some lesion entreating happening in my finger – Some frakked up lesion happening in my finger; – This it is, and nothing more,’ |