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there by the window in the old house
i stood by the open casement
beneath my window in a city street
a sky that has never known sun, moon or stars
we break the glass whose sacred wine
the sun is up
my soul goes clad in gorgeous things
her face is fair and smooth and fine
doubtless i remember still
when i was broke in london
for i was a gaunt, grave councillor

 



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