| = My favourite part | Edilberto González Trejos [04.Jun.05 05:40] |
| "One after one, by the star-dogged Moon, Too quick for groan or sigh, Each turned his face with a ghastly pang, And cursed me with his eye. Four times fifty living men, (And I heard nor sigh nor groan) With heavy thump, a lifeless lump, They dropped down one by one." My favourite part... A poem in its own! | |