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over the river they beckon to me
the rain was over, and the brilliant air
when sea-winds pierced our solitudes
at midnight
i love to steal awhile away
pushing out, struggling vainly
have you seen walking through the village
she must go back, she said
since i have felt the sense of death
under a spreading chestnut tree
all down the years
i have known the silence of the stars and of the sea
the long resounding marble corridors
of sun nor stars

 



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