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59800	Sassoon, Siegfried	Picture-Show			.txt	text/plain	5948	667	97	'O lad that I loved, there is rain on your face, You know I love to hear how Germans die, When I was young my heart and head were light, The gaunt wild man whose lovely sons were dead. For men like me, the only thing that counts Come, whisper soft, and Death will never know '_And joy was in my heart like leaves aflame._' To know but this, the phantom glare of day. And I shall know the sense of life re-born Since, if we loved like beasts, the thing is done, Children that haunt your soul like loving words unsaid-Dreams, as a song half-heard through sleep in early morn? Like clouds in the lit heavens of life; and you're a man Waiting for sleep, I drift from thoughts like these; You like my bird-sung gardens: wings and flowers; And beauty came like the setting sun:	./cache/59800.txt	./txt/59800.txt