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poem for pastors

in your arms was still delight
what do i owe to you
along the banks
beneath the warrior's helm
a life on the ocean wave
the shadows of the ships
the pale day drowses on the western steep
tell me
woman much missed, how you call to me, call to me
sweet splendor
a mist was driving down
stern cold man
days endeared to every muse

 



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