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Across her sky he laid his hand;

And speed the service of the nest;

to run in a stream:

The blotting cloud a dappled pack,

That haunts the farmer's look abroad,

The bitten buds dared not unfold:

Her shivering Spring feigned fast asleep,

The blotting cloud a dappled pack,

The winninger course than the rule of force, and the springs lured

Her shivering Spring feigned fast asleep,

When ashen he lies and the poets arise to sing of the work he has

But now the North wind ceases,

Can an enemy wither his cheer?Not you, ye fair yellowflowering

With lamps for day in ghostly rows,

And plunge him far from a beam of star till he hears the deep bay of

While stands he yet in his grime and sweatto wrestle for fruits of

The phantom of the snowwreath melt,

Apparition is then of a monstertask, in a policy carving new

Sprung of the father blood, the mother brain,

But to vision alive under shallows of sight, lo, the Labourer's

to run in a stream:

And speed the service of the nest;

Play spectre upon eye and mouth:

Earth has to fill her empty wells,

For iron Winter held her firm;

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