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One turns to me his appealing eyes—poor boy! I never knew you,
/ Yet I think I could not refuse this moment to die for you, if that would save you. - Walt Whitman -
Too much water hast thou, poor Ophelia
One turns to me his appealing eyes—poor boy! I never knew you,
/ Yet I think I could not refuse this moment to die for you, if that would save you. - Walt Whitman
Too much water hast thou, poor Ophelia