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the swan existing
do not grieve that it is over
no prey am i of poor thoughts
and my name is truthful
so fallen
glooms of the live-oaks
above them all, looking down
made up of loveliness alone
muffled drum's sad roll has beat
i am fevered
a thousand silent years ago
out of me unworthy and unknown

 



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