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graduation poem

i fill this cup
when the hours of day are numbered
i had over-prepared the event
one sweetly solemn thought
be in me as the eternal moods
see, from this counterfeit of him
a storm is riding on the tide
under the harvest moon
the rain was over, and the brilliant air
up from the meadows rich with corn

 



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