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it was a tall young oysterman
the meadow was creeping
through the broad earth's aching breast
i have seen the proudest stars
do you remember
you say you love me
a storm is riding on the tide
never in all my life
i saw the clouds among the hills
though love repine, and reason chafe

 



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