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654 A long—long Sleep—A famous—Sleep— That makes no show for Morn— By Stretch of Limb—or stir of Lid— An independent One— Was ever idleness like This? Upon a Bank of Stone To bask the Centuries away— Nor once look up—for Noon?
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