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D. H. Lawrence
The Wind, The Rascal
D. H. Lawrence
The Wind, The Rascal
The wind, the rascal, knocked at my door, and I said:
My love is come!
But oh, wind, what a knave thou art
To make sport of me when the days of my heart
Are drearisome,
And wearisome.