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when the wind works against us in the dark
out of me unworthy and unknown
the long resounding marble corridors
a storm is riding on the tide
i have to say good-night
the endless, foolish merriment of stars
sweet with fern and rose
tell me not
have you seen walking through the village
i saw you hunched and shivering on the stones
she must go back, she said
under dusky laurel leaf
the little pitiful, worn, laughing faces

 



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