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LADY, WEEPING AT THE CROSSROADS by W.H. Auden

“Lady, weeping at the crossroads Would you meet your love In the twilight with his greyhounds, And the hawk on his glove?   Bribe the birds then on the branches, Bribe them to be dumb, Stare the hot sun out … Continue reading

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