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The wings of the ephemera, | |
Are robes, bright and splendid. | |
My heart is grieved; -- | |
Would they but come and abide with me! | |
The wings of the ephemera, | |
Are robes, variously adorned. | |
My heart is grieved; -- | |
Would they but come and rest with me! | |
The ephemera bursts from its hole, | |
With a robe of hemp like snow. | |
My heart is grieved; -- | |
Would they but come and lodge with me! |
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