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life poem

it was a tall young oysterman
when i was a boy at college
in mournful numbers
thoughts through my head
sweet with fern and rose
the rain was over, and the brilliant air
rose and amber was the sunset on the river
it is true that you say the gods are more use to you than fairies
be in me as the eternal moods

 



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