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1363 Summer laid her simple Hat On its boundless Shelf— Unobserved—a Ribbon slipt, Snatch it for yourself. Summer laid her supple Glove In its sylvan Drawer— Wheresoe'er, or was she— The demand of Awe? Edited by Peter Carter
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