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Elegy in Autumn

XIV

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We linger by the sea-wall while the tide Below us murmurs like a sad refrain, Bearing from outer ocean reaches wide The lore and legend of the Spanish main, Nor leave that spot serene Till Sleep, as with the mantle of the bride, Wraps fair Saint Augustine.

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