| He is sitting beneath a cherry-tree in bloom |
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| To-morrow I shall wake up tired and heavy-minded |
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| But on the star, the light of whose sun |
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| And now in the afternoon |
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| You may not believe in my other world; but it is no dream |
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| Cones |
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| Schooldays |
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| From Mardrus's "Mille Nuits et un Nuit" |
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| London |
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| Dusk |
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