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 "title": "To the Rose Upon the Rood of Time",
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    "text": "Red Rose, proud Rose, sad Rose of all my days!",
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   {
    "text": "Come near me, while I sing the ancient ways:",
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   {
    "text": "Cuchulain battling with the bitter tide;",
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    "text": "The Druid, gray, wood-nurtured, quiet-eyed,",
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   {
    "text": "Who cast round Fergus dreams, and ruin untold;",
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    "text": "And thine own sadness, whereof stars, grown old",
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   {
    "text": "In dancing silver sandalled on the sea,",
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    "text": "Sing in their high and lonely melody.",
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   {
    "text": "Come near, that no more blinded by man’s fate,",
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   {
    "text": "I find under the boughs of love and hate,",
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   {
    "text": "In all poor foolish things that live a day,",
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    "text": "Eternal beauty wandering on her way.",
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    "text": "Come near, come near, come near⁠—Ah, leave me still",
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   {
    "text": "A little space for the rose-breath to fill!",
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    "text": "Lest I no more hear common things that crave;",
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    "text": "The weak worm hiding down in its small cave,",
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    "text": "The field mouse running by me in the grass,",
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    "text": "And heavy mortal hopes that toil and pass;",
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    "text": "But seek alone to hear the strange things said",
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   {
    "text": "By God to the bright hearts of those long dead,",
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    "text": "And learn to chaunt a tongue men do not know.",
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    "text": "Come near; I would, before my time to go,",
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    "text": "Sing of old Eire and the ancient ways:",
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    "text": "Red Rose, proud Rose, sad Rose of all my days.",
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