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sad are they who know not love
these hearts were woven of human joys and cares
i cannot always feel his greatness
she was a beauty in the days
i have cast the world
gone are the three, those sisters rare
the pale day drowses on the western steep
i saw the clouds among the hills
she burst fierce wine

 



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