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Nobody heard him, the dead man, But still he lay moaning: I was much further out than you thought And not waving but drowning. Poor chap, he al...

This pool glistens too deep with shadows- Shadows of leaves. Green slides into denser green, And beauty hides Behind beauty that is seen. This pool gl...

Blow, blow, thou winter wind, Thou art not so unkind As man’s ingratitude; Thy tooth is not so keen, Because thou art not seen, Although thy brea...