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days endeared to every muse
look out upon the stars, my love
i see all human wits
god
within my hand i hold
i burn no incense
the shadows of the ships
beside a stricken field
the meadow was creeping
braided and woven
let a joy keep you
never in all my life
how wild, how witch-like weird that life should be
she knows a cheap release

 



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