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while i stood listening, discreetly dumb
when i was broke in london
i do not pray for peace
some one complained to the master
one sweetly solemn thought
there were three in the meadow by the brook
the pale day drowses on the western steep
into the silent land
quietly, with reverance, in awe
one by one, like leaves from a tree
sun and wind and beat of sea

 



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