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1171 On the World you colored Morning painted rose— Idle his Vermillion Aimlessly crept the Glows Over Realms of Orchards I the Day before Conquered with the Robin— Misery, how fair Till your wrinkled Finger Shored the sun away Midnight's awful Pattern In the Goods of Day— Edited by Peter Carter
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