2007-05-17 Eleanor: This is lovely. You’ve got some typos: exile (no “h”); and what does foinf mean? I love that last line, it really evokes a feeling of melancholy, of loss. Nice.[Cee]: 609.Elegy
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My nights lament my life.
My carefree spirit, erstwhile
Now awaits the glory of the night.
My youth is too soon gone,
My wreckless passion has found its death.
I try to sing my elegiac song,
Words without melody are all that's left.