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glooms of the live-oaks
there were three in the meadow by the brook
with the sunset
in the dark and peace of my final bed
sing again the song you sung
a very remarkable history this is
bring me soft song
softly weeping
i burn no incense
a poet, having taken the bridle off his tongue
now for a brisk and cheerful fight

 



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