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1252 Like Brooms of Steel The Snow and Wind Had swept the Winter Street— The House was hooked The Sun sent out Faint Deputies of Heat— Where rode the Bird The Silence tied His ample—plodding Steed The Apple in the Cellar snug Was all the one that played. Edited by Peter Carter
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