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Tranquil, and holding it enow
Each of them had his hope or bliss
Or memory of her; and with this
He lay alone there,—as I trow,
Thinking that she was only his.
Each of them had his hope or bliss
Or memory of her; and with this
He lay alone there,—as I trow,
Thinking that she was only his.
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