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Broncho dan halts midway of the stream, / Sucking up the water that goes tugging at his knees; …
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She dreams of Love upon the temple stair,— / About her feet the lithe green lizards play …
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Slow, groping giant, whose unsteady limbs / Waver and bend and cannot keep the path, …
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Thou dancer of two thousand years, / Thou dancer of to-day, …
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The hours I spent with thee, dear heart, / Are as a string of pearls to me; …
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A noisette on my garden path / An ever-swaying shadow throws; …
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On an olive-crested steep / Hanging o’er the dusty road, …