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Wild nights – Wild nights!
Were I with thee,
Wild nights should be
Our luxury!
 
Futile – the Winds -
To a Heart in port -
Done with the Compass -
Done with the Chart!
 
Rowing in Eden -
Ah, the Sea!
Might I but moor – Tonight
In Thee!
(Emily Dickinson)

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Piping down the valleys wild,
Piping songs of peasant glee,
On a cloud I saw a child,
And he laughing said to me:
 
“Pipe a song about a Lamb!”
So I piped with merry cheer.
“Piper, pipe that song again!”
So I piped: he wept to hear.
 
“Piper, sit thee down and write
In a book that all may read.”
So he vanish’d from my [...]

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