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4. Down beyond the haven the tide comes with a shout.
6. The gray silence, the gray waves, the gray wastes of the sea.
3. Ah, the strange, sweet, lonely delight Of the Valleys of Dream.
7. I hear the little children of the wind Crying solitary in lonely places.
2. Love is a beautiful dream.
1. Across the silent stream Where the dream-shadows go, From the dim blue Hill of Dream I have heard the west wind blow.

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