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1593 There came a Wind like a Bugle— It quivered through the Grass And a Green Chill upon the Heat So ominous did pass We barred the Windows and the Doors As from an Emerald Ghost— The Doom's electric Moccasin That very instant passed— On a strange Mob of panting Trees And Fences fled away And Rivers where the Houses ran Those looked that lived—that Day— The Bell within the steeple wild The flying tidings told— How much can come And much can go, And yet abide the World! Edited by Peter Carter
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