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Here in the teeth of this triumphant wind 
  That shakes the naked shadows on the ground, 
Making a key-board of the earth to strike 
  From clattering tree and hedge a separate sound, 

Bear witness for me that I loved my life, 
  All things that hurt me and all things that healed, 
And that I swore it this day in March, 
  Here at the edge of this new-broken field. 

You only knew me, tell them I was glad 
  For every hour since my hour of birth, 
And that I ceased to fear, as once I feared, 
  The last complete reunion with the earth. 

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