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So we'll go no more a-roving So late into the night, Though the heart be still as loving, And the moon be still as bright. For the sword outwears its sheath, And the soul outwears the breast, And the heart must pause to breathe, And love itself have rest. Though the night was made for loving, And the day returns too soon, Yet we'll go no more a-roving By the li...

Doom is dark and deeper than any sea-dingle.Upon what man it fallIn spring, day-wishing flowers appearing,Avalanche sliding, white snow from rock-face,That he should leave his house,No cloud-soft hand can hold him, restraint by women;But ever that man goesThrough place-keepers, through forest trees,A stranger to strangers over undried sea,Houses for fishes, suffocating water,Or lonely on fell as c...

APRIL is the cruellest month, breeding Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing Memory and desire, stirring Dull roots with spring rain. Winter kept us warm, covering Earth in forgetful snow, feeding A little life with dried tubers. Summer surprised us, coming over the Starnbergersee With a shower of rain; we stopped in the colonnade, And went on in sunlight, into the Hofgarten, And drank coffee, and t...

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