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Across
the
sandy
shallows
...
...
...
A
harbour -light
in
a
storm
A
linnet who
had
lost
her
way ...
A porcelain
sky
...
...
As I
stand
waiting
in
the
rain
...
As some hot
traveller
...
As the
strong
sun
that leaps upon
the
sea
As
when
the
lone sea calls
A -tiptoe
up and
down
and all about
...
Away , for we are
ready
to
a man
Aye, lad ! He crossed
the court, and
in His
eyes
A
young
Apollo , golden -haired
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Bangle -sellers are we who bear
Barden
Towers
in
a mist of
rain
Because
the
fulfilment
of
dreams
is itself
a
dream
...
Because
your
face
is with
me
in
the
dark
Behold
!
“ The
Bride 's Descent "
Bitter
and
shrill,
O wind , bitter
and shrill
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“ Cambridge
indeed
is beautiful ,”
he
said
Climb,
cloud
and
pencil all
the blue
Come
away , you
fools , you
fools
Come
to where
the wind
is sighing
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Do
you know
the
soul
of
night
?
Ere
the
snow
lies
sleek
...
Exile
from
humankind
...
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