We stood by a pond that winter day, and the sun was white, as though chidden of God, and a few leaves lay on the starving sod--they had fallen from an ash, and were gray.
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Yeah!! Bravo!!
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For this, for everything, we are out of tune;
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And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers,
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The winds that will be howling at all hours,
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This sea that bares her bosom to the moon,
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We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon!
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Little we see in nature that is ours.
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We lay waste our powers.
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Getting and spending.