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荒原-3
rbuncular, arrives,

    A small s clerk, are,

    One of ts

    As a silk  on a Bradford millionaire.

    time is noious, as he guesses,

    tired,

    Endeavours to engage her in caresses

    ill are unreproved, if undesired.

    Fluss at once;

    Exploring er no defence;

    y requires no response,

    And makes a welcome of indifference.

    (And I tiresias have foresuffered all

    Enacted on this same divan or bed;

    I he wall

    And  of the dead.)

    Bestoronising kiss,

    And gropes airs unlit . . .

    Surns and looks a moment in the glass,

    ed lover;

    to pass:

    quot;ell nos done: and Im glad its over.quot;

    oops to folly and

    Paces about her room again, alone,

    Somatic hand,

    And puts a record on the gramophone.

    quot;t by me upon tersquot;

    And along trand, up Queen Victoria Street.

    O City city, I can sometimes hear

    Beside a public bar in Loreet,

    t whining of a mandoline

    And a clatter and a cter from hin

    noon: whe walls

    Of Magnus Martyr hold

    Inexplicable splendour of Ionian we and gold.

    ts

    Oil and tar

    t

    iturning tide

    Red sails

    ide

    to leehe heavy spar.

    the barges wash

    Drifting logs

    Down Greenwich reach

    Past the Isle of Dogs.

    eialala leia

    allala leialala

    Elizabeter

    Beating oars

    tern was formed

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