Friday, April 4, 2014

The Exile Comments

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Against my heart your heart is closed; you bid me go:
What ways are left in all the world for love to know ?
Desolate oceans, and the light of lonely plains,
Dead moons that wander in the wastes of ice and snow—
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Clark Ashton Smith
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