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A FRAGMENT.
Like two smooth waves that o'er a foamless oceanOn slide in sequence past a grassy lea,
Made beautiful by sunrise and with motion
Serener than unmoved tranquillity,
Or like two gusts that toward one bowery shore
Successive sweep in fragrance, then go by,
Were those two Sisters. They who wept of yore
This day partake their happy rest on high,
Happier—how much—in heaven for each poor earthly sigh.
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