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Look at the stars!
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Look, look up at the skies!
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O look at all the fire-folk sitting in the air!
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The bright boroughs, the circle-citadels there!
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Down in dim woods the diamond delves! the elves'-eyes!
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The grey lawns cold where gold, where quickgold lies!
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Wind-beat whitebeam!
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Airy abeles set on a flare!
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Flake-doves sent floating forth at a farmyard scare!
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Ah well! it is all a purchase, all is a prize.
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Buy then! bid then! — What? —
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Prayer, patience, alms, vows.
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Look, look: a May-mess,
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Like on orchard boughs!
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Look! March-bloom,
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Like on mealed-with-yellow sallows!
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These are indeed the barn; withindoors house
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The shocks.
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This piece-bright paling shuts the spouse
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Christ home,
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Christ and his mother and all his hallows.
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