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The last stroke of midnight dies.

you know nothing about our doctrine of probable opinions.

From dream to dream and rhyme to rhyme I have

you know nothing about our doctrine of probable opinions.

In rambling talk with an image of air:

you know nothing about our doctrine of probable opinions.

Vague memories, nothing but memories.

"Go and love, go and love, young man,

If the lady be young and fair."

Ah, penny, brown penny, brown penny,

I am looped in the loops of her hair.

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