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297 It's like the Light— A fashionless Delight— It's like the Bee— A dateless—Melody— It's like the Woods— Private—Like the Breeze— Phraseless—yet it stirs The proudest Trees— It's like the Morning— Best—when it's done— And the Everlasting Clocks— Chime—Noon!
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