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sad are they who know not love
a little peach in the orchard grew
this is the arsenal
the ships are lying in the bay
if i should die, think only this of me
i flung my soul to the air like a falcon flying
days endeared to every muse
i cannot always feel his greatness
my true love from her pillow rose
how wild, how witch-like weird that life should be
over the river, on the hill

 



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