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Fragment: ‘My Head Is Wild With Weeping’
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My head is wild with weeping for a grief
Which is the shadow of a gentle mind.
I walk into the air (but no relief
To seek,–or haply, if I sought, to find;
It came unsought);–to wonder that a chief
Among men’s spirits should be cold and blind.