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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=523198" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The German Legion</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">In the cot beside the water,<br>In the white cot by the water,<br>The white cot by the white water,<br>There they laid the German maid.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There they wound her, singing round her,<br>Deftly wound her, singing round her,<br>Softly wound her, singing round her,<br>In a shroud like a cloud.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And they decked her as they wound her,<br>With a wreath of leaves they bound her,<br>Lornest leaves they scattered round her,<br>Singing grief with every leaf.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Singing grief with every leaf.<br>Sadder grief with sadder leaf,<br>Sweeter leaf with sweeter grief,<br>So't was sung in a dark tongue.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Like a latter lily lying,<br>O'er whom falling leaves are sighing,<br>And Autumn vapours crying,<br>Pale and cold on misty mould,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So I saw her sweet and lowly,<br>Shining shining pale and holy,<br>Thro' the dim woe slowly slowly,<br>Said and sung in that dark tongue.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Such an awe her beauty lent her,<br>While they sang I dared not enter<br>That charmed ring where she was centre,<br>But I stood with stirring blood</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Till the song fell like a billow,<br>And I saw them leave her pillow,<br>And go forth to the far willow,<br>For the wreath of virgin death.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And I stood beside her pillow,<br>While they plucked the distant willow,<br>And my heart rose like a billow<br>As I said to the pale dead-</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Oh, thou most fair and sweet virginity,<br>Of whom this heart that beats for thee doth know<br>Nor name nor story, that these limbs can be<br>For no man evermore, that thou must go<br>Cold to the cold, and that no eye shall see<br>That which thine unsolved womanhood doth owe<br>Of the incommunicable mystery<br>Shakes me with tears. I could kneel down by thee,<br>And o'er thy chill unmarriageable rest<br>Cry, 'Thou who shalt no more at all be prest<br>To any heart, one moment come to this!<br>And feel me weeping with thy want of bliss,<br>And all the unpraisèd beauties of thy breast-<br>Thy breast which never shall a lover kiss!''</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then I slowly left her pillow,<br>For they came back with the willow,<br>And my heart sinks as a billow<br>Doth implore towards the shore,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">As I see the crown they weave her,<br>And I know that I must leave her,<br>And I feel that I could grieve her<br>Sad and sore for evermore.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And again they sang around her,<br>In a richer robe they wound her,<br>With the willow wreath they bound her,<br>And the loud song like a cloud</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Of golden obscuration,<br>With the strange tongue of her nation,<br>Filled the house of lamentation,<br>Till she lay in melody,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Like a latter lily lying,<br>O'er whom falling leaves are sighing,<br>And the Autumn vapours crying,<br>In a dream of evening gleam.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And I saw her sweet and lowly,<br>Shining shining pale and holy,<br>Thro' the dim woe slowly slowly<br>Said and sung in a dark tongue.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In the cot beside the water,<br>The white cot by the white water,<br>English cot by English water<br>That shall see the German sea.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Sydney+Thompson+Dobell">Sydney Thompson Dobell</a><div class=q>
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In the white cot by the water,
The white cot by the white water,
There they laid the German maid.

There they wound her, singing round her,
Deftly wound her, singing round her,
Softly wound her, singing round her,
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