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sad are they who know not love
my mother twines me roses wet with dew
hang no wreath
last midnight
glooms of the live-oaks
up from the south at break of day
the ships are lying in the bay
over the rooftops race the shadows of clouds
why are the things that have no death
have you seen walking through the village
now that i have cooled to you
love has been sung a thousand ways
are you alive?

 



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