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Richard Realf
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(4)
A Holy Nation
Let Liberty run onward with the years,
An Old Man's Idyl
By the waters of Life we sat together,
Indirection
Fair are the flowers and the children, but their subtle suggestion is fairer;
The Word
O earth! thou hast not any wind that blows