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(A. D. 185–)
I'VE been thinking it through, as I play here to-night, to play never again, / By the light of that lowering sun peering in at the window-pane, / And over the back-street roofs, throwing shades from the boys of the chore / In the gallery, right upon me, sitting up to these keys once more . . .