Dear Sue ' If pain for peace prepares - Lo - the "Augustan" Years Our feet await! If springs from winter rise - Can the Anemone's Be reckoned up? If night stands 1st - then noon - To gird us for the sun - What gaze - When from a thousand skies On our developed Eyes Noons blaze! Emily -
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