| Far off, the old sea's resonant boom |
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| Her delicate foot in the woodlands, fraught |
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| The Giant of Night wore ruby Mars |
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| By the wanderer's ear in the forest free |
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| One amethyst gleam of the sunset gone |
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| To the yellow star-clusters of primrose bright? |
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| The Wind's low whisper everywhere |
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| This incense burning through wintry days |
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| As rose in my heart the deep love-strife |
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| Only make answer with Amy's name |
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