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i saw the first pear
to what shall a woman liken her beloved
afraid no more, i say
night was black and drear
this is the song of youth
he'd even have his joke
death's nobility again
the ships are lying in the bay
along a river-side
the old songs
do you think, my boy, when i put my arms around you
he came and took me by the hand
i went up and down the streets
you are beautiful and faded

 



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