A Story Of Plantagenet Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
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| PART I | B |
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| Lays of fair dames of lofty birth | C |
| And golden hair alt richly curled | D |
| Of knights that venture life for love | E |
| Suit poets of the older world | D |
| We wilt not fill our simple rhymes | F |
| With diamond flash or gleaming pearl | G |
| In singing of the by gone times | F |
| We simply sing the love and faith | H |
| Outliving absence strong as death | I |
| Of one Jow born Canadian girl | G |
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| 'Twas long ago the rapid spring | J |
| Had scarce given place to summer yet | K |
| The Ottawa with swollen flood | L |
| Rolled past thy banks Plantagenet | L |
| Thy banks where tall and plumed pines | A |
| Stood rank on rank in serried lines | A |
| Green islands each with leafy crest | L |
| Lay peaceful on the river's breast | L |
| The trees ere this had one by one | M |
| Shook out their leaflets to the sun | M |
| Forming a rustling waving screen | N |
| While swollen waters rolled between | N |
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| The wild deer trooped through woodland path | O |
| And sought the river's strand | L |
| Slight danger then of flashing death | I |
| From roving hunter's hand | L |
| For very seldom was there seen | N |
| A hunter of the doomed red race | P |
| Few spots with miles of bush between | N |
| Marked each a settler's dwelling place | P |
| No lumberer's axe no snorting scream | Q |
| Of fierce though trained and harnessed steam | Q |
| No paddle wheel's revolving sound | L |
| No raftsman's cheer no bay of hound | L |
| Was heard to break the silent spell | R |
| That seemed to rest o'er wood and dell | R |
| All was so new so in its prime | S |
| An almost perfect solitude | L |
| As if had passed but little time | S |
| Since the All Father called it good | L |
| Nature in one thanksgiving psalm | T |
| Gathered each sound that broke the calm | U |
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| There was a little clearing there | V |
| A snow white cot a garden fair | V |
| Where useful plants in order set | L |
| With bergamot and mignonette | L |
| Glories that round the casement run | M |
| And pansies smiling at the sun | M |
| And wild wood blossoms fair and sweet | L |
| Showed forth how thrift and beauty meet | L |
| There was a space to plant and sow | W |
| Fenced by the pines strong hands laid low | X |
| By that lonely cottage stood | L |
| With eyes fixed on the swollen flood | L |
| A slight young girl with raven hair | V |
| And face that was both sad and fair | V |
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| Oh fair and lovely are the maids | Y |
| Nursed in Canadian forest shades | Y |
| The beauties of the older lands | Z |
| Moulded anew by nature's hands | Z |
| Fired by the free Canadian soul | A2 |
| Join to produce a matchless whole | A2 |
| The roses of Britannia's Isle | B2 |
| In rosy blush and rosy smile | B2 |
| The light of true and tender eyes | C2 |
| As blue and pure as summer skies | C2 |
| Light footed maids as matchless fair | V |
| As grow by Scotia's heath fringed rills | C2 |
| Sweet as the hawthorn scented air | V |
| And true as the eternal hills | C2 |
| We have the arch yet tender grace | C2 |
| The power to charm of Erin's race | C2 |
| The peachy cheek the rosebud mouth | D2 |
| Imported from the sunny south | D2 |
| With the dark melting lustrous eye | B |
| Silk lashes curtain languidly | B2 |
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| The charms of many lands had met | L |
| In Marie of Plantagenet | L |
| She had the splendid southern eye | B |
| She had the northern brow of snow | X |
| The blush caught from a northern sky | B |
| Dark silky locks of southern flow | X |
| Light footed as the forest roe | X |
| As stately as the mountain pine | E2 |
| A smile that lighted up her face | C2 |
| The sunshine of a maiden's grace | C2 |
| And made her beauty half divine | E2 |
| So fair of face so fair of form | F2 |
| Was she the peerless forest born | G2 |
| Nature is kindly to her own | H2 |
| To this Canadian cottage lone | H2 |
| A back wood settler's lot to bless | C2 |
| She brought this flower of loveliness | C2 |
| Seldom such beauty does she bring | J |
| To grace the palace of a king | J |
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| A chevalier of sunny France | C2 |
| Whom fate ordained to wander here | I2 |
| To trade to trap to hunt the deer | J2 |
| To roam with free foot through the wild | L |
| He chanced at husking in the dance | C2 |
| To meet Marie Le Paige's child | L |
| And vowed that roaming everywhere | V |
| Except the lady fair as day | L |
| Who held his troth plight far away | L |
| He ne'er saw face or form so fair | V |
| From France's fair and stately queen | N |
| To maiden dancing on the green | N |
| From lowly bower to lordly hall | B2 |
| This forest maid outshone them all | B2 |
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| When old Le Paige would hear this praise | C2 |
| Then would he turn and smiling say | L |
| To the plump partner of his days | C2 |
| We who know our Marie well | B2 |
| How true the heart so young and gay | L |
| We will not of her beauty tell | B2 |
| Her love is more to thee and me | K2 |
| And yet our child is fair to see | K2 |
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| So many a dashing hunter brave | L2 |
| And many an axeman of the wood | L |
| And hardy settler was her slave | L2 |
| And thought the bondage very good | L |
| But she so kind to those she met | L |
| She smiled on all but walked apart | L |
| Keeping the treasure of her heart | L |
| The fair Queen of Plantagenet | L |
| No thought of love her bosom stirs | C2 |
| Toward her rustic worshippers | C2 |
| Until one came and settled near | J2 |
| Famed as a hunter of the deer | J2 |
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| The firmest hand the truest eye | B |
| The dauntless heart and courage high | B |
| Where his and famed beyond his years | C2 |
| He stood among his young compeers | C2 |
| He ere the snow wreath left the land | L |
| Slew two fierce wolves with single hand | L |
| Famished they followed on his tracks | C2 |
| He armed with nothing but his axe | C2 |
| He knew the river far and near | J2 |
| Beyond the foaming dread Chaudiere | J2 |
| Far far beyond that spot of fear | J2 |
| He'd been a hardy voyageur | J2 |
| Through the white swells of many assault | L |
| Had safely steered his bark canoe | M2 |
| Knew how to pass each raging chute | L |
| Though boiling like the wild Culbute | L |
| The wilds of nature were his home | N2 |
| His paddle beat the fleecy foam | N2 |
| Of surging rapids' yeasty spray | J2 |
| And bore him often far away | J2 |
| Beyond the pinefringed Allumette | L |
| He saw the sun in glory set | L |
| His boat song roused the lurking fox | C2 |
| From den beside the Oiseau rock | O2 |
| Upward upon the river's breast | L |
| The highway to the wild Nor west | L |
| Past the long lake Temiscamingue | O2 |
| Where wild drakes plume their glossy wing | O2 |
| Oft had he urged his light canoe | M2 |
| Hunting the moose and caribou | M2 |
| He knew each portage on the way | J2 |
| To the far posts of Hudson's Bay | J2 |
| And even its frozen waters saw | C2 |
| When roaming courier du bois | C2 |
| In the great Company's employ | B2 |
| Which he had entered when a boy | B2 |
| Comely he was and blithe and young | O2 |
| Had a light heart and merry tongue | O2 |
| And bright dark eye was brave and bold | L |
| Skilful to earn and wise to hold | L |
| And so this hunter came our way | J2 |
| And stole our wood nymph's heart away | J2 |
| And it became Belle Marie's lot | L |
| To love Napoleon Rajotte | L |
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| Of all the sad despairing swains | C2 |
| Foredoomed to disappointment's pains | C2 |
| None felt the pangs of jealous woe | X |
| So keenly as Antome Vaiseau | C2 |
| A thrifty settler's only son | M |
| Who much of backwoods wealth had won | M |
| A steady lad of nature mild | L |
| Had been her playmate from a child | L |
| And saw a stranger thus come in | P2 |
| And take what he had died to win | P2 |
| He saw him loved the best the first | L |
| Still he his hopeless passion nursed | L |
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| At Easter time the Cure came | Q2 |
| And after Easter time was gone | R2 |
| The hunter brave the peerless dame | Q2 |
| Were blessed and made for ever one | M |
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| Beside the cottage white she stood | L |
| And looked across the swelling flood | L |
| Across the wave that rolled between | N |
| The islets robed in tender green | N |
| Watching with eager eyes she views | C2 |
| A fleet of large well manned canoes | C2 |
| The high curved bow and stern she knew | M2 |
| That marked each Company canoe | M2 |
| And o'er the wave both strong and clear | J2 |
| Their boat song floated to her ear | J2 |
| She marked their paddles' steady dip | S2 |
| And listened with a quivering lip | S2 |
| Her bridegroom daring gay and young | O2 |
| With the bold heart and winning tongue | O2 |
| Was with them upward bound away | J2 |
| To the far posts of Hudson's Bay | J2 |
| Gone ere the honeymoon is past | L |
| The bright brief moon too sweet to last | L |
| Gone for two long and dreary years | C2 |
| And she must wait and watch at home | N2 |
| Bear patiently her woman's fears | C2 |
| And hope and pray until he come | T2 |
| She stands there still although the last | L |
| Canoe of all the fleet is past | L |
| Of paddle's dip of boat song gay | J2 |
| The last faint sound has died away | J2 |
| She only said in turning home | N2 |
| I'll wait and pray until he come | T2 |
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| PART II | B |
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| Spring flung abroad her dewy charms | C2 |
| And blushing grew to summer shine | E2 |
| Summer sped on with outstretched arms | C2 |
| To meet brown autumn crowned with vine | E2 |
| The forest glowed in gold and green | N |
| The leafy maples flamed in red | L |
| With the warm hazy happy beam | Q |
| Of Indian summer overhead | L |
| Bright fair and fleet as passing dream | Q |
| The autumn also hurried on | U2 |
| And shuddering dropped her leafy screen | N |
| The ice king from the frozen zone | H2 |
| In fleecy robe of ermine dressed | L |
| Came stopping rivers with his hand | L |
| Binding in chains of ice the land | L |
| Bringing ere early spring he met | L |
| To Marie of Plantagenet | L |
| A pearly snow drop for her breast | L |
| An infant Marie to her home | N2 |
| To brighten it until he come | T2 |
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| Twice had the melting nor west snow | X |
| Come down to flood the Ottawa's wave | L2 |
| The seasons as they come and go | X |
| Bring back she said the happy day | L |
| To welcome him from far away | L |
| Thy father child my hunter brave | L2 |
| That snow drop baby now could stand | L |
| And run to Marie's outstretched hand | L |
| Had all the charms that are alone | H2 |
| To youthful nursing mothers known | H2 |
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| 'Twas summer in the dusty street | L |
| 'Twas summer in the busy town | V2 |
| Summer in forests waving green | N |
| When at an inn in old Lachine | N |
| And in the room where strangers meet | L |
| Sat one bright eyed and bold and brown | N |
| Soon will he joyful start for home | N2 |
| For home in fair Plantagenet | L |
| His wallet filled with two years' pay | L |
| Well won at distant Hudson's Bay | L |
| And the silk dress that stands alone | N |
| For her the darling dark eyed one | N |
| Parted so long so soon to meet | L |
| His every thought of her is sweet | L |
| My bride my wife with what regret | L |
| I left her at Plantagenet | L |
| There came no whisper through the air | J2 |
| To tell him of his baby fair | J2 |
| But still he sat with absent eye | B |
| And thoughts that were all homeward bound | L |
| And passed the glass untasted by | B |
| While jest and mirth and song went round | L |
| There sat and jested drunk and sung | O2 |
| The captain of an Erie boat | L |
| With Erin's merry heart and tongue | O2 |
| A skilful captain when afloat | L |
| On shore a boon companion gay | L |
| The foremost in a tavern brawl | B2 |
| To dance or drink the night away | L |
| Or make love in the servants' hall | B2 |
| The merry devil in his eye | B |
| Could well all passing round him spy | B |
| Wanting picked men to man his boat | L |
| Eager to be once more afloat | L |
| His keen eye knew the man he sought | L |
| At once he pitched upon Rajotte | L |
| The bright brown man so silent there | J2 |
| He judged could both endure and dare | J2 |
| He waited till he caught his eye | B |
| Then raising up his glass on high | B |
| Stranger I drink your health said he | K2 |
| You'll sail the 'Emerald Isle ' with me | K2 |
| A smarter crew a better boat | L |
| Lake Erie's waves will never float | L |
| I want but one to fill my crew | M2 |
| I wish no better man than you | M2 |
| High wage light work a jolly life | W2 |
| Is ours no care no fret no strife | W2 |
| So come before the good chance pass | C2 |
| And drown our bargain in the glass | C2 |
| Not so Rajotte said with a smile | B2 |
| Let others sail the 'Emerald Isle ' | - |
| For I have been two years away | L |
| A trapper at the Hudson's Bay | L |
| Two years is long enough to roam | N2 |
| I'm bound to see my wife and home | N2 |
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| The captain shook his curly head | L |
| Did you not hear the news he said | L |
| Last summer came from Hudson's Bay | L |
| A courier from York Factory | K2 |
| He brought the news that you were dead | L |
| Killed by a wounded grizzly bear | J2 |
| When trapping all alone up there | J2 |
| Found you himself the fellow said | L |
| And your wife mourned and wept her fill | B2 |
| Refusing to be comforted | L |
| But grief you know will pass away | L |
| She found new love as women will | B2 |
| And married here the other day | L |
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| Not doubting aught of what he heard | L |
| He sat but neither spoke nor stirred | L |
| His heart gave one great throb of pain | N |
| And stopped then bounded on again | N |
| His bronze face took an ashen hue | M2 |
| As his great woe came blanching through | M2 |
| And stormy thoughts with stinging pain | N |
| Swept with wild anguish through his brain | N |
| But not a word he spoke | O2 |
| They only saw his lips grow pale | B2 |
| But no word questioned of the tale | B2 |
| You might have thought the captain bold | L |
| Had almost wished his tale untold | L |
| But careless he of working harm | X2 |
| When coveting that brave right arm | X2 |
| At last the silence broke | O2 |
| He who brought news that I was dead | L |
| Is it to him my wife is wed | L |
| Was it I know it must be so | X |
| It must have been Antoine Vaiseau | X |
| Yes said the Captain 'tis the same | Q2 |
| Antoine Vaiseau's the very name | Q2 |
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| So ere the morrow's morn had come | T2 |
| Rajotte had turned his back from home | N2 |
| And gone for ever more | J2 |
| Gone off alone with his despair | J2 |
| While his true wife and baby fair | J2 |
| Watched for him at the door | J2 |
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| The rough crew of the Emerald Isle | B2 |
| Had one grim man without a smile | B2 |
| So prompt to do so wild to dare | J2 |
| Reckless and nursing his despair | J2 |
| The merry light had left his glance | X |
| His foot refused to join the dance | X |
| His heart refused to pray | L |
| Oh to forget he oft would cry | B |
| Forget this ceaseless agony | K2 |
| To fly from thought away | L |
| Woe spun her white threads in his hair | J2 |
| And bitter and unblessed despair | J2 |
| Ploughed furrows in his face | X |
| Grief her dark shade on all things cast | L |
| None dared to question of the past | L |
| His sorrow seemed disgrace | X |
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| When rumour rose of Indian war | J2 |
| Troops mustering for the west afar | J2 |
| That wanted them a guide | L |
| Rajotte said I'm the man to go | X |
| War's din he thought would drown his woe | X |
| 'Twas well the world was wide | L |
| The Black Hawk war began went on | N |
| Men dare not tell what men have done | N |
| The white's relentless cruelty | K2 |
| O'ermastering Indian treachery | K2 |
| Rajotte a stern determined man | N |
| Sought death forever in the van | N |
| On many a fierce fought battle plain | N |
| His life seemed charmed he sought in vain | N |
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| Spring came and went the years went past | L |
| War ended peace came round at last | L |
| But war might go and peace might come | T2 |
| Rajotte thought not of turning home | N2 |
| Till failing strength and fading eye | B |
| He turned him homeward just to die | B |
| Perhaps although he felt it not | L |
| In his fierce wrestling with his lot | L |
| There was a drawing influence | X |
| From the dear home so far away | L |
| And faithful prayers had risen from thence | X |
| To Him who hears us when we pray | L |
| Who watched the lonely waiting heart | L |
| That nursed its love and faith apart | L |
| And pitying her well borne pain | N |
| Ordained it should not be in vain | N |
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| PART III | B |
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| Now turn we to Plantagenet | L |
| Through all these weary waiting years | X |
| How many hopes and fears have met' | L |
| How many prayers how many tears | X |
| When the time came that he should come | T2 |
| Back to his fair young wife and home | N2 |
| Often and often would she say | L |
| He'll surely come to us to day | L |
| Pet Marie's best robe was put on | N |
| And the poor mother dressed with care | J2 |
| Glad that she was both young and fair | J2 |
| To meet thy father little one | N |
| Oft standing on the very spot | L |
| Where she had parted from Rajotte | L |
| She stood a patient watcher long | O2 |
| And listened eagerly to hear | J2 |
| The voyageurs' returning song | O2 |
| Come floating to her ear | J2 |
| But still he came not years went by | B |
| Yet she must pray and hope and wait | L |
| His form would some day meet her eye | B |
| His step sound at the river gate | L |
| Oh it was hard to hear them say | L |
| He comes not and he must be dead | L |
| Cease pining all your life away | L |
| 'Twere better far that you should wed | L |
| And Antoine keeps his first love still | B2 |
| And Antoine is so well to do | L |
| You may be happy if you will | B2 |
| His pleading eyes ask leave to woo | L |
| 'Twas a relief to steal away | L |
| And tell her ebon rosary | K2 |
| And to the Virgin Mother pray | L |
| Thinking that she in Heaven above | E |
| Remembered all of earthly love | E |
| And human sympathy | K2 |
| And having suffered human pain | N |
| Known what it was to grieve in vain | N |
| Might bend to listen to her prayer | J2 |
| And make the absent one her care | J2 |
| In pleading with her Son | N |
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| She waited while the years went on | N |
| And would not think that hope was gone | N |
| Ever his steps seemed sounding near | J2 |
| His voice came floating to her ear | J2 |
| And longing prayer and yearning pain | N |
| Reached out to draw him back again | N |
| And love beyond all estimate | L |
| Strengthened her heart to hope and wait | L |
| Pet Marie grew up tall and fair | J2 |
| Her girlish love her merry ways | X |
| Kept the poor mother from despair | J2 |
| Through many weary nights and days | X |
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| Spring and high water both had met | L |
| Once more at fair Plantagenet | L |
| Once more the island trees were seen | N |
| Adorned with leaves of tender green | N |
| Aux Lievres's roar was heard afar | J2 |
| Where waters dashed on rocks to spray | L |
| Roaring and tumbling in their play | L |
| Kept up a boisterous holiday | L |
| With tumult loud of mimic war | J2 |
| The wild ducks of Lochaber's Bay | L |
| Were playing round on wanton wing | O2 |
| Rippling the current with their breasts | X |
| Feeling the gladness of the spring | O2 |
| Pairing and building happy nests | X |
| All sounds of spring were in the air | J2 |
| All sights of spring were fresh and fair | J2 |
| Sad Marie of Plantagenet | L |
| With silver threads among her hair | J2 |
| And by her side her blooming pet | L |
| As she had once been fresh and fair | J2 |
| Stood on the bank that glorious day | L |
| Thinking of him so long away | L |
| Awhile they both in silence stood | L |
| Then Marie said The Nor west flood | L |
| Again another year has come | T2 |
| You see those water fowl at play | L |
| Come with the flood from far away | L |
| What flood will bring your father home | N2 |
| 'Tis seventeen years ago to day | L |
| Since parting here he went away | L |
| Just then young Marie glancing round | L |
| Mamma I hear a paddle's sound | L |
| Look there those maple branches through | L |
| Below us there's a bark canoe | L |
| 'Tis stopping at our landing place | X |
| There's but one man with hair so grey | L |
| And a worn weather beaten face | X |
| See he is coming up this way | L |
| Mamma I wonder who is he | K2 |
| Stay here and I will go and see | K2 |
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| Rajotte who thought he did not care | J2 |
| That he had conquered even despair | J2 |
| Could bear to see as well as know | X |
| That Marie was the Dame Vaiseau | K2 |
| Came to the parting spot and there | J2 |
| In the bright sunlight's happy beams | K2 |
| Stood the fair image of his dreams | K2 |
| As young as on the parting day | L |
| As bright as when he went away | L |
| As beautiful as when he met | L |
| Her first in fair Plantagenet | L |
| His Marie living breathing warm | F2 |
| Her glorious eyes her midnight hair | J2 |
| Shading the beauty of her face | K2 |
| The same lithe rounded perfect form | F2 |
| The look of true and tender grace | K2 |
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| Rajotte stood spell bound and the past | L |
| Seemed fading like a horrid dream | Q |
| Marie he said I'm home at last | L |
| Speak Marie are you what you seem | Q |
| After all these long years of pain | N |
| Art thou love given to me again | N |
| The maiden stood with wondering eyes | K2 |
| Silent because of her surprise | K2 |
| But the wife Marie gave a cry | B |
| Of joy that rose to agony | K2 |
| She rushed the long lost one to meet | L |
| And falling fainted at his feet | L |
| He held the true wife's pallid charms | K2 |
| Slowly reviving in his arms | K2 |
| And then he surely learned to know | X |
| A little of the grand true heart | L |
| That through so many years of woe | X |
| Waited and prayed and watched apart | L |
| Keeping love's light while he was gone | N |
| Like sacred fire still burning on | N |
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| While hearts are bargained for and sold | L |
| In fashion's fortune chasing whirl | B2 |
| We simply sing the love and faith | H |
| Out living absence strong as death | I |
| Of one low born Canadian girl | B2 |
Nora Pembroke (margaret Moran Dixon Mcdougall)
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A Story Of Plantagenet is a poem by Nora Pembroke (margaret Moran Dixon Mcdougall). This page includes the poem text, poet information, related topics, comments, and similar poems.
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