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a thousand silent years ago
her face is fair and smooth and fine
the pale day drowses on the western steep
beneath my window in a city street
i saw with open eyes
some one complained to the master
like him whose spirit in the blaze of noon
there was a strangeness on your lips
made up of loveliness alone

 



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