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Eastern Light

One of those blessed mornings when the sun Rising in brilliant weather strikes the beech Levelly from the east! Beautiful when The young green dances, and when the lush leaves Of full-blown summer take the slant; but best In the last moments before spring, that are Also the fullness that holds all the rest, Complete though bare.

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