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Or the gleaming tears that some fair bride shed
Remembering her lost maidenhead.
But now, in the memoried dusk you seem
The glimmering ghosts of a bygone dream.
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Or the gleaming tears that some fair bride shed
Remembering her lost maidenhead.
But now, in the memoried dusk you seem
The glimmering ghosts of a bygone dream.