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since i have felt the sense of death
passing through huddled and ugly walls
this is the arsenal
up to her chamber window
gaily through the fields we danced
it tells of good old times
of sun nor stars
it was many and many a year ago
night was black and drear
under dusky laurel leaf
it was the autumn of the year

 



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