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there was never a sound beside the wood but one
there were three in the meadow by the brook
the little white prayers
she limps with halting painful pace
i see all human wits
to what shall a woman liken her beloved
in halls of sleep you wandered by
why do you always stand there shivering
when i was a boy at college

 



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