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 | | Not all die early, dying young -- Maturity of Fate Is consummated equally In Ages, or a Night -- A Hoary Boy, I've known to drop Whole statured -- by the side Of Junior of Fourscore -- 'twas Act Not Period -- that died.(Read full poem) |
 | | Spring was good, and Summer better, But the best of all is waiting,- Madame Winter-don't forget her.- O You... |
 | | This spring as it comes bursts up in bonfires green, Wild puffing of emerald trees, and flame-filled bushes, Thorn-blossom lifting in wreaths of smoke between Where the wood fumes up and the watery, flickering rushes. |
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