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Слушать(AI)The Piano-Organ
My student-lamp is lighted, The books and papers are spread;
A sound comes floating upwards, Chasing the thoughts from my head.
I open the garret window, Let the music in and the moon;
See the woman grin for coppers, While the man grinds out the tune.
Grind me a dirge or a requiem, Or a funeral-march sad and slow,
But not,
O not, that waltz tune I heard so long ago.
I stand upright by the window, The moonlight streams in wan:—O God! with its changeless rise and fall The tune twirls on and on.
Amy Levy
Amy Judith Levy (10 November 1861 – 10 September 1889) was a British essayist, poet, and novelist best remembered for her literary gifts; her ex
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