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Marigold
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At Belloy-en-Santerre (Ode to Alan Seeger)
At dusk, when lowlands getting dark
The hoot owl calls his name
When spring comes back with rustling shade
You hear the, whippoorwills
At midnight in some flaming town
When Spring trips north again
When hushed awakenings are dear
It was the fourth of July
Like the moon, sanguine in the orient night
Shines the red flower free in hair
He had a rendezvous with Death
And death would, take his hand
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He closed his eyes and quenched his breath
At Belloy-en-Santere
Where love throbs out in blissful sleep
It was the battle of the Somme
Apple blossoms filled the air
At Belloy-en-Santere
Like the moon, sanguine in the orient night
Shines the red flower free in hair
Wont you be thou my star, for I have made my aim
To follow loveliness till autumn-strown
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