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The Night Reverie in the Forest
Ah, Loneliness! Loneliness—to whom a boatman of God is the sole savior on the vast Sea of Eternity!
I repose under the forest's arm-boughs—if I awaken not forever, pray, brother mortal,
Make my grave under the greenest grass and carve this line: "Here sleeps a nameless Poet."
I repose under the forest's arm-boughs—if I awaken not forever, pray, brother mortal,
Make my grave under the greenest grass and carve this line: "Here sleeps a nameless Poet."
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