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Elegy to a Beard

The Highwayman lies severed, cut down in the way, shorn from his mount. And the hand that did it rises trembling. And the eyes rise trembling to behold it To meet their accuser's eyes wide. And trembling. It was a rough deed, done with razorrrs Watched with glass, that razor-sharpt eye Done in a cold… Continue reading Elegy to a Beard