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The Vision

THE SUN had clos'd the winter day,
The curless quat their roarin play,
And hunger'd maukin taen her way,
To kail-yards green,
While faithless snaws ilk step betray
Whare she has been.


The thresher's weary flingin-tree,
The lee-lang day had tired me;

And when the day had clos'd his e'e,
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Saturday, October 25, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: visionary
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