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i walk down the garden paths
long ago, in the young moonlight
mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam
melancholy days have come
i saw the archangels in my apple-tree last night
there are gains for all our losses
who will be naming the wind
in the dark and peace of my final bed
it is true that you say the gods are more use to you than fairies

 



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