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I believe in those winged purposes,And acknowledge red, yellow, white, playing within me,
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And do not call the tortoise unworthy because she is not something else,
And the mocking-bird in the swamp never studied the gamut, yet trills pretty well to me,
And the look of the bay mare shames silliness out of me.
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