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The Watch

I

ED on my hot, hard bed;

Upon the pillow lay my head;

Beneath the pillow I could

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.

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Frances Darwin Cornford

Frances Crofts Cornford (née Darwin; 30 March 1886 – 19 August 1960) was an English poet; because of the similarity of her first name, her fathe…

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