قصيدة Carrion Comfort
;Not, I’ll not, carrion comfort, Despair, not feast on thee Not untwist — slack they may be — these last strands of man ;In me ór, most weary, cry I can no more. I can .Can something, hope, wish day come, not choose not to be
;Not, I’ll not, carrion comfort, Despair, not feast on thee Not untwist — slack they may be — these last strands of man ;In me ór, most weary, cry I can no more. I can .Can something, hope, wish day come, not choose not to be