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    "text": "Youth now flees on feathered foot,",
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    "text": "Faint and fainter sounds the flute,",
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    "text": "Rarer songs of gods; and still",
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    "text": "Somewhere on the sunny hill,",
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    "text": "Through the willows, flits a dream;",
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    "text": "Flits but shows a smiling face,",
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    "text": "Flees, but with so quaint a grace,",
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    "text": "None can choose to stay at home,",
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    "text": "All must follow, all must roam.",
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    "text": "This is unborn beauty: she",
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    "text": "Now in air floats high and free.",
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    "text": "Takes the sun and makes the blue;⁠—",
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    "text": "Late with stooping pinion flew",
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    "text": "Raking hedgerow trees, and wet",
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    "text": "Shining foot on temple roof:",
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    "text": "Now again she flies aloof,",
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    "text": "Coasting mountain clouds and kiss’t",
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    "text": "By the evening’s amethyst.",
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    "text": "In wet wood and miry lane,",
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    "text": "Still we pant and pound in vain;",
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    "text": "Still with leaden foot we chase",
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    "text": "Waning pinion, fainting face;",
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    "text": "Still with grey hair we stumble on,",
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    "text": "Till, behold, the vision gone!",
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    "text": "Where hath fleeting beauty led?",
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    "text": "To the doorway of the dead.",
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    "text": "Life is over, life was gay:",
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    "text": "We have come the primrose way.",
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