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the darkness
my mother taught me that every night
burly, dozing humble-bee
this is the song of youth
against the green flame of the hawthorn-tree
do you think, my boy, when i put my arms around you
i stand in the cold gray weather
i have seen the proudest stars
have you heard
they may talk of love in a cottage
come down at dawn from windless hills

 



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