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quietly, with reverance, in awe
o fair and stately maid, whose eyes
there are gains for all our losses
shades of night were falling fast
i think it just splendid
since i have felt the sense of death
let me move slowly through the street
how like the stars are these white, nameless faces
we break the glass whose sacred wine
i shall see a star tonight

 



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