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  "venue": "Poems (Philadelphia: 1006 Bainbridge Street, 1900), page 85",
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    "text": "Year after year the artist wrought",
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    "text": "“The chimes! the chimes!” the old man cried,",
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    "text": "That he who crossed and bowed his head",
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