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nature poem

afraid no more, i say
my mother taught me that every night
shines the last age, the next with hope is seen
look out upon the stars, my love
star-dust and vaporous light
some one complained to the master
we lay
renew the vision of delight
see, from this counterfeit of him
noises that strive to tear
there is no flock, however watched and tended
sun stepped down from his golden throne

 



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