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THE Kings go by with jewled crowns Their ho

THE Kings go by with jewled crowns
Their horses gleam their banners shake their spears are many.
The sack of many peopled towns
I......

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SILENT are the woods and the dim green boughs are

SILENT are the woods and the dim green boughs are
Hushed in the twilight yonder in the path through
The apple orchard is a tired ploug......

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Here where we stood together we three men

Here where we stood together we three men
Before the war had swept us to the East
Three thousand miles away I stand again
And he......

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Night is on the downland on the lonely moorland

Night is on the downland on the lonely moorland
On the hills where the wind goes over sheep bitten turf
Where the bent grass beats upon t......

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FLESH I have knocked at many a dusty door

FLESH I have knocked at many a dusty door
Gone down full many a midnight lane
Probed in old walls and felt along the floor
Press......

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