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The Sun retired to a cloud A woman's shawl as big And there he sucked in mercury Upon a scarlet log - The drops on Nature's forehead stood Home flew the loaded bees The South unrolled a purple fan And handed to the trees E. |
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Not to be reproduced in whole or in part without permission. Transcription and commentary copyright 1998 by Martha Nell Smith, Laura Elyn Lauth, and Lara Vetter, all rights reserved Maintained by Rebecca Mooney <rnmooney@umd.edu> Last updated on January 25, 2008 |
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