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MAXIMS FOR THE OLD HOUSE: THE DUST by ANNA HEMPSTEAD BRANCH

First Line: AMID THE CLINGING WORLD I GUESS
Last Line: ANCESTRAL EYES PEER FORTH AT ME.
Subject(s): DUST; HOUSES;
Amid the clinging world I guess
Their subtle bands contrive to bless.
And from this ancient dust I see
Ancestral eyes peer forth at me.



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