Give Me Hastings Gardens
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Give me Hastings Gardens
Give me in the morning
The night cold of the dawn
The freezing feet.
In the poetic distance
Lyrical
The canto of the Spanish pet-seer
Though distant
We shall converge
Dawn will be passed jut
It shall be morning
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