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could we but know
with lips blood red and heart of stone
a thin gray shadow on the edge of thought
the body may confine
there was a time in former years
woman much missed, how you call to me, call to me
i love the old melodious lays
do not grieve that it is over
not from the whole wide world
they may talk of love in a cottage

 



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