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there is a country full of wine
and breaketh bread no more
see, they return
i was a goddess ere the marble found me
i shall see a star tonight
i saw with open eyes
high walls and huge
when the wind works against us in the dark
star-dust and vaporous light
beneath the warrior's helm
glooms of the live-oaks
i love my life, but not too well
simply speaking
we break the glass whose sacred wine

 



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