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it is true that you say the gods are more use to you than fairies
give me hunger
royal feast was done
let me move slowly through the street
burly, dozing humble-bee
sweet splendor
often is it not so?
be not false
above them all, looking down
into the silent land
so lost
good woman
stay no more
sleep, gray brother of death

 



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