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o fair and stately maid, whose eyes
though i am little as all little things
here falls no light
listen to the sounding sea
when i was a boy at college
green afternoon serene and bright
you are beautiful and faded
no prey am i of poor thoughts
to come so soon to this imagined dark
i saw with open eyes
come down at dawn from windless hills

 



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