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or the dry church-tower grassjoulio artha
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aëreal Pile!joulio artha
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The sorrow lightjoulio artha
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Thou too,joulio artha
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Knows not theirjoulio artha
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whose pinnaclesjoulio artha
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Point from one shrinejoulio artha
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gentle motionsjoulio artha
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with its own mystery.joulio artha
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as they pass.joulio artha
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With a soft inlandjoulio artha
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springsjoulio artha
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These waters,joulio artha
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Do I behold these steepjoulio artha
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murmur.Once againjoulio artha
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and again I hearjoulio artha
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Of five long winters!joulio artha
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five summers,joulio artha
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rolling from theirjoulio artha
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with the lengthjoulio artha