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there was a time in former years
truely
winged shadows sweeping by
night was black and drear
the arches of the red bridge
daughter, thou art come to die
these be
i have to say good-night
tell me not
muffled drum's sad roll has beat
how wild, how witch-like weird that life should be

 



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