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“She told me I had journeyed home at last

Into the golden age and the good countrie

That had been always there. She bade me cast

My cares behind forever:⁠—on her knee

Worshipped me, lord and love⁠—oh, I can see

Her red lips even now! Is it not wrong

That men’s delusions should be made so strong?