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I but use you a minute, then I resign you, stallion, Why do I need your paces when I myself out-gallop them?
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Behold, I do not give lectures or a little charity, When I give I give myself.
The last scud of day holds back for me, It flings my likeness after the rest and true as any on the shadow'd wilds, It coaxes me to the vapor and the dusk.
I take part, I see and hear the whole, The cries, curses, roar, the plaudits for well-aim'd shots, The ambulanza slowly passing trailing its red drip, Workmen searching after damages, making indispensable repairs, The fall of grenades through the rent roof, the fan-shaped explosion, The.
Where are you off to, lady?
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