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love me at last, or if you will not
by the rude bridge
stay no more
with lips blood red and heart of stone
i am fevered
beneath my window in a city street
out of the window a sea of green trees
renew the vision of delight
though i am little as all little things
while i stood listening, discreetly dumb
there was a strangeness on your lips
of sun nor stars
the saddest of the year
the darkness steals the forms of all the queens

 



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