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Now The White Dove Has Found Her Mate
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Of Days And Nights Under The Living Vine
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Gods Dine On Prayer And Sacred Song
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Sonnets: VIII. Across The Evening Calm I Faintly Hear
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La Mare Des Fees
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When Voices Sink In Twilight Silences
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You Seek To Hurt Me, Foolish Child, And Why?
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A Smile Will Turn Away Green Eyes
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Sonnets: IX. Calmer Than Mirrored Waters After Rain
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Prothalamion
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