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ODE TO MELANCHOLY
​My heart aches, my heart aches,



Oh ! when your arrival bell rings,



To my ear — my sense



As though poison I have drunk



To me the pale have kiss'd.



It's not only familiar to me,



When the wintry wind roars,



When it's white to the nature's

floor



When nature sings her farewells;



To the good and blessed time



And like to welcome the serpent—



In own's bossom ,



Nature's frame is in beauteous form;



But physical in adversity,



And the fretful fall from the trees,



The dry leaves are dancing in the

breeze;



Help to increase the family of



the deep and gloomy greenery,



All around covered in white;



Oh ! what a sight;



And casually shine



And stretched in never ending line.



Melancholy, you are in everything,



Like to tell farewells to our close kindreds;



Like when the stormy clouds,



Grab the ship with great strength



And make it to toss, around the

dark and grey sea



The sailors struggle to survive.



Oh ! melancholy here you are



to the poor sailors;



But remember, nothing lasts forever,



As you are a ephemeral



And sing your own farewell.
© kuntal