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christmas poem

against the green flame of the hawthorn-tree
still thirteen years
tell me less or tell me more
at midnight
in halls of sleep you wandered by
stern cold man
how like the stars are these white, nameless faces
in all things not spoken of
high-born race
and my name is truthful
from song and dream for ever gone

 



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