"As I go musing through this mournful land Soothed by the pine-tree's solemn harmony, Thy well-loved image comes and walks by me. I seem to hold thee by the gentle hand And talk of things I dimly understand, That thy dear spirit set to mine may be As to an intricate lock the simple key."
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XXXII. "As I go musing through this mournful land"
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John Barlas
John Evelyn Barlas (1860–1914), pseudonym Evelyn Douglas, was an English poet and political activist of the late 19th century. He was a member of the decadent movement in literature, as well as a revolutionary socialist in politics.
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