“His smile, it listens well and long, His sadness, charitable to mirth, His silence, hospitable to song.” _No words to cover: Soft linen, trailing silk of phrase To deck the pampered song; Fine feathers to the wing For deft adventuring Ecstatic ways Along._…
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