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three days i heard them grieve when i lay dead
how wild, how witch-like weird that life should be
some of the hurts you have cured
pharaoh, king of egypt's land
glooms of the live-oaks
daughter, thou art come to die
there was a strangeness on your lips
some one complained to the master
see, from this counterfeit of him
a flying word from here and there
see, they return
sad are they who know not love
as it
i saw the archangels in my apple-tree last night

 



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