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which keeps
since i have felt the sense of death
we were not many
gaily through the fields we danced
for these white arms about my neck
i love the old melodious lays
i am the wind that wavers
muffled drum's sad roll has beat
truely
as it
to what shall a woman liken her beloved
high-born race
let us plant
up to her chamber window

 



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