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[Throvgh the clearness of heaven to the north]
Throvgh
the clearness of heaven to the north
The sun casts his ceaseless rays:
And all day the clouds come forth
To float in the azure blaze.
The sun casts his ceaseless rays:
And all day the clouds come forth
To float in the azure blaze.
They come o'er the long, long hill,
That is yellow with corn to see,
Whose head wears the merry windmill,
Whose foot turns the watermill free.
That is yellow with corn to see,
Whose head wears the merry windmill,
Whose foot turns the watermill free.
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