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7399	Holmes, Oliver Wendell	The Poetical Works of Oliver Wendell Holmes — Volume 12 Verses from the Oldest Portfolio			.txt	text/plain	7544	793	99	And on, like Ocean's midnight wave, Now say thy prayers, thou sinful man, Come, bear thee like a butcher's child, Torn from thy pathless wilds to pace this narrow floor! "But the Star is fair and he lives in the air, To smile on a thing like thee? And turning, when thy form had past, Fresh roses to thy cheek, The trailing of thy long loose hair That tells thy name and days, Is thy name Mary, maiden fair? I look upon thy folded hair; When evening shades thy silent walls, So I may take thy hand; Love may light on thy snowy cheek, Ah, maiden, how thy tears will fall, Thy leaves, then shall the sight of thee I will not blame thee for thy face, They do not shudder at thy looks, I never saw thee, lovely one,-Like bursting waves from ocean caves, Then wipe thy tears away;	./cache/7399.txt	./txt/7399.txt