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[Coin the day-dawn into lines]
Coin the day-dawn into linesIn which its proper splendor shines;
Coin the moonlight into verse
Which all its marvel shall rehearse,
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Chasing with words fast-flowing things; nor try
To plant thy shrivelled pedantry
On the shoulders of the sky.
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