Red Mud

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    And out of her bosom there grew a red rose
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    To-night, His frost will fasten on this mud and us,
    Shriveling many hands, puckering foreheads crisp.
    The burying-party, picks and shovels in their shaking grasp,
    Pause over half-known faces. All their eyes are ice,
    But nothing happens.
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