Frequently the woods are pink` Frequently are brown. Frequently the hills undress Behind my native town. Oft a head is crested I was wont to see` And as oft a cranny Where it used to be` And the Earth they tell me - On it's Axis turned! Wonderful Rotation! By but Twelve performed!
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