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mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam
above them all, looking down
last night the full moon laid a cloth of white
she was a beauty in the days
we who stood
high-born race
within this lowly grave a conqueror lies
when i was broke in london
i am in love with high far-seeing places
there was a strangeness on your lips
when freedom from her mountain height

 



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