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RE is this patriarch you are kindly greeting
Not unfamiliar to my ear his name, Nor yet unknown to many a joyous meeting In days long vanished,— is he still the same, Or changed by years, forgotten and forgetting, Dull-eared, dim-sighted, slo...

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I dreamt it was a hot day, the territorials Were out on melting asphalt under the howitzers,
The brass music bounced on the houses
Come I heard cry as it were a water-nymph, come and fulfil me And I sped floating, my feet plas...