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somewhere i read a strange, old, rusty tale
i saw him once before
up to her chamber window
braided and woven
passing through huddled and ugly walls
i have heard that a certain princess
i saw the archangels in my apple-tree last night
pharaoh, king of egypt's land
high walls and huge
this is the arsenal

 



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