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those black eyes i once so praised
she was a beauty in the days
with joy and wonder
little gate was reached at last
these hearts were woven of human joys and cares
one sweetly solemn thought
stay no more
daughter, thou art come to die
backward, turn backward
bring me soft song
three days i heard them grieve when i lay dead
all those treasures that lie
when night drifts along the streets of the city

 



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