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19316	nan	Lyra Heroica: A Book of Verse for Boys			.txt	text/plain	70074	6551	96	Like a dark wood he comes, or tempest pouring; To come forth like the spring-time fresh and green, Thou art my life, my love, my heart, The dew shall weep thy fall to-night, Thou hadst a voice whose sound was like the sea: This year old men shall reap; The dim, dark sea, so like unto Death, 'Like unto ships far off at sea, So Lord Howard passed away with five ships of war that day, But Sir Richard bore in hand all the sick men from the land And Sir Richard said again: 'We be all good English men. When first I saw thee; and thy heart spoke too, That I should one day find thy lord and thee. Come, let me lay my hand upon thy mane! And men shall not forget thee in thy grave. Day, like our souls, is fiercely dark 146 Day, like our souls, is fiercely dark 146	./cache/19316.txt	./txt/19316.txt