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sympathy poem

through the broad earth's aching breast
rocked in the cradle of the deep
are you awake?
up to her chamber window
had he and i but met
the sun is up
i have heard them in the night
i have come into the desert because my soul is athirst
which keeps
all quiet along the potomac
my son is dead and i am going blind
i heard the wind all day
there were three in the meadow by the brook

 



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