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Bells Of Gray Crystal

Bells of gray crystal
Break on each bough
The swans’ breath will mist all
The cold airs now.
Like tall pagodas
Two people go,
Trail their long codas
Of talk through the snow.
Lonely are these
And lonely and I….
The clouds, gray Chinese geese
Sleek through the sky.


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Poem Bells Of Gray Crystal - Dame Edith Sitwell