.My blood in waves seems
Sometimes to be spouting
As though in rhythmic sobs
A fountain swooned.
I hear it's long, low, rushing sound till, doubting,
I feel myself all over>
For the wound.
Across the town, as in the lists of battle,
It flows, .
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