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304 The Day came slow—till Five o'clock— Then sprang before the Hills Like Hindered Rubies—or the Light A Sudden Musket—spills— The Purple could not keep the East— The Sunrise shook abroad Like Breadths of Topaz—packed a Night— The Lady just unrolled— The Happy Winds—their Timbrels took— The Birds—in docile Rows Arranged themselves around their Prince The Wind—is Prince of Those— The Orchard sparkled like a Jew— How mighty 'twas—to be A Guest in this stupendous place— The Parlor—of the Day—
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