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The random poem generator takes the first lines of nearly 3,900 poems to make a new poem. To see the full list of what's included, click here.

That's my last Duchess painted on the wall,
A startled stag, the blue-grey Night,
I am H--L-Y, blond and merry,
Am I sadly cast aside,
It is portentous, and a thing of state
Day of Satan's painful duty!
The fairy beam upon you,
No cloud, no relique of the sunken day

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