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christmas poem

risen from the dead
what shall we do now
i have seen the proudest stars
her face is fair and smooth and fine
beautiful, tragical faces
had he and i but met
under a spreading chestnut tree
roses and gold
one with you
the agony of having too much power
when i was a boy at college
old wine to drink
sweet with fern and rose

 



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