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...merrily. Throngs of insects in the glade Try their thin wings, and dance in the warm beam That waked them into life. Even the green trees Partake the deep...than the winged plunderer That sucks its sweets. The massy'rocks themselves, The old and ponderous trunks of prostrate trees, That lead from knoll to knoll,...

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...merrily. Throngs of insects in the glade Try their thin wings, and dance in the warm beam That waked them into life. Even the green trees Partake the deep...That sucks its sweets. The massy rocks themselves, The old and ponderous trunks of prostrate trees, That lead from knoll to knoll, a causey rude, Or bridge...

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