On "Love Concealed After a Pledge," From a Five-Poem Sequence at the Home of the Captain of the Left Guards
We pledged our love,
but all
to no avail —
since I do not know
where
in those far, cloudy hills
the pheasant has flown.
but all
to no avail —
since I do not know
where
in those far, cloudy hills
the pheasant has flown.
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