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36508	nan	Eight Harvard Poets			.txt	text/plain	10859	1015	94	That stage which shall not know thy smile again, His heart, as mine in time not far away; Shadow-filled sails of dreams, sliding over the blue-grey ocean, Far from the rock-edged shore where willow-green waves are rushing, His soul away, his love, all his desire In men's hearts the mad gods rise And some strange souls perchance shall read of thee, The feet of youth and love shall pass, And pale like a moon in the lurid day; Into the sea of dark; a far-off bell O Love the laughing, Youth the rose-in-hand, Shall flower then the beauty of your face? Shall flower then the beauty of your face? Can the heart love still when 'tis dead? Rose like the yellow light of morning in the sky. Of him whose dark eyes laughed their love to mine. All night it sorrowed in the dark alone, All things that knowing beauty for a day	./cache/36508.txt	./txt/36508.txt