my life, and without it I don't know what I should have

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We stand upon isles, who stand:

my life, and without it I don't know what I should have

We may cry to the Sunderer, spare

my life, and without it I don't know what I should have

That dearest! he loosens his pack.

my life, and without it I don't know what I should have

Amid grey-gapped waters for ground.

Those deeps of the corse-like stare

Of my circle, what neighbourly grew.

To the figures of days that had been,

I gathered my herb, and endured;

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