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why then, must we see?
doubtless i remember still
stuff of the moon
out of the window a sea of green trees
for i was a gaunt, grave councillor
daughter, thou art come to die
babylon-where i go dreaming
god
a thin gray shadow on the edge of thought
i go my way complacently
love me at last, or if you will not
our pleasant moments fly
from song and dream for ever gone
up to her chamber window

 



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