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Bryan Waller Procter (Брайан Уоллер Проктер)


The Watch


I wakened on my hot, hard bed;
Upon the pillow lay my head;
Beneath the pillow I could hear
My little watch was ticking clear.
I thought the throbbing of it went
Like my continual discontent;
I thought it said in every tick:
I am so sick, so sick, so sick:
O death, come quick, come quick, come quick,
Come quick, come quick, come quick, come quick… 



Bryan Waller Procter's other poems:
  1. The Poet's Song To His Wife
  2. Golden-Tressed Adelaide
  3. In France
  4. A Poet’s Thought
  5. Is My Lover On The Sea


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