William Turner
1775 - 1851
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The literary work
Poems
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Tell me Babbling Echo why1798/99Source: Tate Gallery
[D41426][1]Babbling Echo tell me whyYou return me sigh for sighWhen I of Slighted Love complainYou delight to Mock my Pain2Bold intruder Night and DayBusy telltale [censor inserted above] hence awayMe and my care in silence leaveCome not near me while I grieve3But should my Swain with all her charmsReturn to Bless my longing armsI'd call the [sic] from the dark retreatThe Joyfull tidings to repeat.4Repeat Repeat Repeat thy strainTell it o'er and o'er againFrom Morn to Night prolong the taleLet it ring from Vale to Vale. |