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love poem

when freedom from her mountain height
i know what you're going to say
arched the flood
sweet with fern and rose
gaily through the fields we danced
lived by the river-side
skies they were ashen and sober
mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam
three years ago today
she limps with halting painful pace
soft as the bed in the earth
with the sunset

 



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