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Now hollow fires burn out to black,
And lights are guttering low:
Square your shoulders, lift your pack,
And leave your friends and go.

Oh never fear, man, nought's to dread,
Look not left nor right:
In all the endless road you tread
There's nothing but the night.

The vane on Hughley steeple	The star-filled seas are smooth to-night	A Shropshire Lad	Extensive tunnels and underground bunkers
Satan's Hollow	The Cry in the Corridor	On the Road	Liquirizia Due Sicilie
Leaving Thomas	Pitch Black	Under tar pit firmament cavernous nothing	The lyrical fires of a dexterous cat
Shards of memory stirred up by the wind	January 25, 2004	September 12, 2003	second intention
hydrostatic shock	Black Moon	The Charge of the Dark Goddess	Science Fiction Hall of Fame
The Peninsular War	Well? Which way to the light?	The Hollow Men	RFID

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