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THE ONE
The dead man's gone, the live man's / sad, the dying leaf shakes on the tree, / The wind constrains the window panes and / moans like moaning of the sea, / And sour's the taste now culled in haste of / lovely things I won too late, / And loud and loud above the crowd the / Voice of One more strong than we.