Christina Georgina Rossetti (Кристина Джорджина Россетти)

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Hear what the mournful linnets say:
‘We built our nest compact and warm,
But cruel boys came round our way
And took our summerhouse by storm.
‘They crushed the eggs so neatly laid;
So now we sit with drooping wing,
And watch the ruin they have made,
Too late to build, too sad to sing.’ 

1. Rosy Maiden Winifred
2. Come Unto Me
3. Sweet Death
4. Dead Hope
5. Brownie, Brownie, Let Down Your Milk

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