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glooms of the live-oaks
softly weeping
and as we walked the grass was faintly stirred
one sweetly solemn thought
dear wife
muffled drum's sad roll has beat
what shall we do now
there is no escape by the river
i make my shroud, but no one knows
have you heard
among the mountains i wandered
to clothe the fiery thought

 



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