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i expect you
let us express our baser passions
dear wife
once this soft turf
why are the things that have no death
sleep sweetly in your humble graves
daughter, thou art come to die
as a white candle
i walk down the garden paths
but i cannot read you now
i bid them all farewell
stand here by my side
like him whose spirit in the blaze of noon

 



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