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Random Poem of the Day

1Chide me not, darling, that I sing
2Familiar thoughts and metres old:
3Nay, do not scold
4My spirit's childish uttering.
5I know not why 't is that or this
6I murmur to you thus or so:
7Only I know
8It throbs across my silences,
9It blows over my heart,--a long
10Infinite wind, again, again!
11Again! and then
12My life kneels down into a song.