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THIS DAMSEL HERE LIES DEAD by PAUL FORT

First Line: THIS DAMSEL HERE LIES DEAD, LIES DEAD IN LOVE'S ARRAY
Last Line: AND TO THE FIELDS THEY GO, AS THEY GO EVERY DAY.
Subject(s): DEATH; LOVE; MAY (MONTH); DEAD, THE;
THIS damsel here lies dead, lies dead in Love's array;
Low she lies in earth, in earth at dawn of day;
She lies here all alone, her tinsel lapped in clay;
She lies here all alone, alone within the tomb.
Her friends with joy return, return to greet the day,
And merrily they sing: "Be merry while 'tis May!
This damsel here lies dead, lies dead in Love's array!"
And to the fields they go, as they go every day.



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