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May, still spring:
“I walk into the air (but no relief
To seek, - or haply, if I sought, to find ;
It came unsought) ;- to wonder that a chief
Among men’s spirits should be cold and blind.” (P.B.S)
May, still spring:
“I walk into the air (but no relief
To seek, - or haply, if I sought, to find ;
It came unsought) ;- to wonder that a chief
Among men’s spirits should be cold and blind.” (P.B.S)