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from song and dream for ever gone
mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam
to what shall a woman liken her beloved
i saw with open eyes
woman much missed, how you call to me, call to me
the pale day drowses on the western steep
last night the full moon laid a cloth of white
with the sunset
we lay

 



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