Pansies (Lawrence)/Hark in the Dusk!

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HARK IN THE DUSK!
Hark! in the duskvoices, gurgling like waterwreathe strong weed round the knees, as the darknesslifts us off our feet.
As the currentthrusts warm through the loins, so the little onewildly floats, swirls,and the flood strikes the belly, and we are gone.
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