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i think it just splendid
sadly speaking
mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam
do you hear the rain?
they in the darkness gather and ask
by the shore, by the sea
a bird sang
at midnight
no prey am i of poor thoughts
daughter, thou art come to die
she has a clear, wind-sheltered loveliness

 



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