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- A DREAM OF DEATH
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- I DREAMED that one had died in a strange place
- Near no accustomed hand,
- And they had nailed the boards above her face,
- The peasants of that land,
- Wondering to lay her in that solitude,
- And raised above her mound
- A cross they had made out of two bits of wood,
- And planted cypress round;
- And left her to the indifferent stars above
- Until I carved these words:
- i{She was more beautiful than thy first love,}
- i{But now lies under boards.}
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