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The wind drops; the racing waves twine neck to neck; the passes and rivers hurry the farewell on. Roads part, south and north; deep in the I wake on a lonely pillow.
Still I say, take care, take every care—tiresome, I know, but this feeling surges. This going has no day of return; the rest is idle coaxing through the weary days.
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