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CONTENTS CXCI My brain swims empty and light cxcii. The Light-Keeper . As the steady lenses circle CXCHI. The Daughter of Herodias . Three yellow slaves were set to swing cxciv. The Cruel Mistress Here let me rest, here nurse the uneasy qualm cxcv. Storm . The narrow lanes are vacant and wet cxcvi. Stormy Nights .... I cry out war to those who spend their utmost cxcvu. Song at Dawn. . I see the dawn creep round the world CXCVHI. IN LUPUM Beyond the gates thou gav'st a field to till cxcix. IN CHARIDEMUM .... You, Charidemus, who my cradle swung cc. AD NEPOTEM Nepos, twice my neighbour
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