this is the arsenal but alas, just dreams i flung my soul to the air like a falcon flying music i heard with you was more than music be patient, life, when love is at the gate she might have known it in the earlier spring i saw the clouds among the hills there was never a sound beside the wood but one i go my way complacently as i lie roofed in, screened in i have seen the proudest stars above them all, looking down
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