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i was a goddess ere the marble found me
melancholy, blue it was
up and down he goes
melancholy days have come
made up of loveliness alone
listen
how wild, how witch-like weird that life should be
i stood by the open casement
moonlight deep and tender
uplifting, as the wind blew
weak-winged is song
he speaks not well

 



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