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poem for pastors

when sea-winds pierced our solitudes
when i returned at sunset
shines the last age, the next with hope is seen
how wild, how witch-like weird that life should be
a life on the ocean wave
doubtless i remember still
i loved a woman
see, from this counterfeit of him
the ancient songs
there's one that i once loved so much
into the silent land
pharaoh, king of egypt's land

 



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