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teen love poem

we were not many
once this soft turf
daughter, thou art come to die
it is true that you say the gods are more use to you than fairies
though love repine, and reason chafe
shades of night were falling fast
the rain was over, and the brilliant air
but i cannot read you now
doubtless i remember still

 



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