Luyện nghe bài hát In Memoriam

Be near me my light is low.
When the blood creeps and the nerves
And tongle, and the is sick,
And all the of beeing slow.

Be near me when the sensous
Is racked with that conquer trust,
And time a maniac, dust,
And life, a fury, flame.

Be near me when my is dry,
And men the of latter spring,
lay their eggs, and sting and sing,
And their petty cells and die.

Be near me when I away,
To the term of human strife.
And on the low dark verge of
The of eternal day.

[Alfred Lord