Alice Corbin Henderson (Элис Корбин Хендерсон)

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What dim Arcadian pastures
   Have I known
That suddenly, out of nothing,
   A wind is blown,
Lifting a veil and a darkness,
   Showing a purple sea—
And under your hair the faun’s eyes
   Look out on me?

1. Two Voices
2. Fallen
3. One City Only
4. Love Me at Last
5. Muy Vieja Mexicana

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