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 "title": "To E. T.",
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   {
    "text": "I slumbered with your poems on my breast",
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   {
    "text": "Spread open as I dropped them half-read through",
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   {
    "text": "Like dove wings on a figure on a tomb",
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   {
    "text": "To see, if in a dream they brought of you,",
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    "text": "I might not have the chance I missed in life",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Through some delay, and call you to your face",
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   {
    "text": "First soldier, and then poet, and then both,",
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   {
    "text": "Who died a soldier-poet of your race.",
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  ],
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   {
    "text": "I meant, you meant, that nothing should remain",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Unsaid between us, brother, and this remained⁠—",
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   {
    "text": "And one thing more that was not then to say:",
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   {
    "text": "The Victory for what it lost and gained.",
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    "text": "You went to meet the shell’s embrace of fire",
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    "text": "On Vimy Ridge; and when you fell that day",
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   {
    "text": "The war seemed over more for you than me,",
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    "text": "But now for me than you⁠—the other way.",
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    "text": "How over, though, for even me who knew",
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    "text": "The foe thrust back unsafe beyond the Rhine,",
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   {
    "text": "If I was not to speak of it to you",
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   {
    "text": "And see you pleased once more with words of mine?",
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