The old man shuffled into drop-cloth night
absolving dark hooded the vacant day,
soothing his nettled mind-until an arc
of moon usurped his way,
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EVEN AN OLDE DUFFER LIKE ME, COULD CATCH HIS MESSAGE, ROBERT BURNS, PORTLAND, OR