Dirge
In memory of the dead at Utøya, Norway, July 22nd, 2011
Rough Wind, that moanest loud
Grief too sad for song;
Wild wind, when sullen cloud
Knells all the night long;
Sad storm, whose tears are vain,
Bare woods, whose branches strain,
Deep caves and dreary main,
Wail, for the world's wrong!
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Source. About the poet. Photo credit: NRK
