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Swan Song: From this window, bronzed by the swollen eye of the sun, I hear the cry of swans Finality: At dusk, the night-raven came, Perched on the chimney and croaked, Echoing, oppressive She of the Lake: The healing touch of water quenches fire In man and sword alike: a cooling death Comes welcome after warring and desire

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