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![]() Never yet familiar grown -- Still disturbs me with surprise, Haunts me like a face half known. |
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![]() That never ends until asunder fall The locks and bolts of the Last Door of All. |
![]() For light and careless lavishing. |
![]() As a prosperous morn in May, The confident prime of the day, And the dauntless youth of the year, When nothing that asks for bliss, Asking aright, is denied, And half of the world a bridegroom is, And half of the world a bride? |
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