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Feuerzauber

I never knew the earth had so much gold --
   The fields run over with it, and this hill,
Hoary and old,
   Is young with buoyant blooms that flame and thrill.

Such golden fires, such yellow -- lo, how good
   This spendthrift world, and what a lavish God --
This fringe of wood,
   Blazing with buttercup and goldenrod.

You too, beloved, are changed. Again I see
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