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Late November
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The wine it was drunk, the ship it was sunk, The shot it was dead, all the sorrows were drowned. The birds they were clouds, the brides and the shrouds And as we drew south the mist it came down. The wooded ravine to the wandering stream, The serpent he moved, but no-one would say. The depths of the waters, the bridge which distraught us And brought to me thoughts of the ill-fated day. The temples were filled with the strangest of creatures One played it by ear on the banks of the sea. That one was found but the others they went under. Oh the tears which are shed,

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