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  "venue": "November Boughs (Philadelphia: David McKay, 1888)",
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    "text": "Nothing is ever really lost, or can be lost,",
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   {
    "text": "No birth, identity, form⁠—no object of the world,",
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    "text": "Nor life, nor force, nor any visible thing;",
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   {
    "text": "Appearance must not foil, nor shifted sphere confuse thy brain.",
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   {
    "text": "Ample are time and space⁠—ample the fields of Nature.",
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   {
    "text": "The body, sluggish, aged, cold⁠—the embers left from earlier fires,",
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    "text": "The light in the eye grown dim, shall duly flame again;",
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    "text": "The sun now low in the west rises for mornings and for noons continual;",
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   {
    "text": "To frozen clods ever the spring’s invisible law returns,",
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   {
    "text": "With grass and flowers and summer fruits and corn.",
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