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i shake my hair in the wind of morning
on and on
still thirteen years
since i have felt the sense of death
all quiet along the potomac
beneath the warrior's helm
love me at last, or if you will not
when, full of warm and eager love
o fair and stately maid, whose eyes
they in the darkness gather and ask

 



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