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the light withdrawn
sad are they who know not love
i despise my friends more than you
the air is full of dawn and spring
all my love for my sweet
the sky
under dusky laurel leaf
the old west, the old time
good woman
her face is fair and smooth and fine
what spiteful chance steals unawares
the arches of the red bridge

 



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