Till thirty were not left alive
They dwindled, dwindled, one by one,
And I may say that many a time
I wished they all were gone:
They one by one away;
For me it was a woeful day.
They dwindled, dwindled, one by one,
And I may say that many a time
I wished they all were gone:
They one by one away;
For me it was a woeful day.
Coleridge - Lyrical Ballads
