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There is a vale which none hath seen Where

There is a vale which none hath seen
Where foot of man has never been
Such as here lives with toil and strife
An anxious and a si......

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On fields o er which the reaper s hand has pass

On fields o'er which the reaper's hand has pass'd
Lit by the harvest moon and autumn sun
My thoughts like stubble floating in the wind

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Pray to what earth does this sweet cold belong

Pray to what earth does this sweet cold belong
Which asks no duties and no conscience?
The moon goes up by leaps her cheerful path
In......

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Within the circuit of this plodding life Ther

Within the circuit of this plodding life
There enter moments of an azure hue
Untarnished fair as is the violet
Or anemone when the sp......

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What s the railroad to me I never go to see

What's the railroad to me?
I never go to see
Where it ends.
It fills a few hollows
And makes banks for the swallows
It sets......

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