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Die like a tone elysian, Like a bee in a cactus-flower, Like a day-surprised vision, Like a wind in a summer shower. Through the vaulted clouds about me Broke trembling an azure space: Was it a dream to flout me Or was it a perfect face? The sky and the face together Are gone, and the wind blows fell. But what matters a dream or the weather? At night it will all be well.
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