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Quotes by George Darley
Round, round the cypress bier Where she lies sleeping, On every turf a tear, Let us go weeping! Wail!— filed under Death
Before the Sun. Awake thee, my Lady-Love! Wake thee, and rise! The sun through the bower peeps Into thine eyes. S.— filed under Morning
Delia. Awake thee, my Lady-Love! Wake thee, and rise! The sun through the bower peeps Into thine eyes.— filed under Sleep
Fool! I mean not slaughter; Oh no! the miserablest day we live There's many a better thing to do than die!— filed under Suicide