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Tired Lady

My unsteady spirit, was seated in-peace,
Looking the ways, upon you walked-My love,
A mind, that melt me, was like a museum piece,
A noontide wind: that passed by me, greeted Me---

Heyday's of Brengi- brooks, return again to forgotten streets,
In contumes of spring time...
If you come again, I'll give you all my love,
And you be anew, pleasent--breeze,
How fair was that sea journey! you entreated Me--

O tired lady! you're a piece of Me,
With your aid, in the grimness, in the miseries-
And in need, you stood with me between early,
Summer, and in the disease---
Tired Lady
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