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To-day what is there in the air That makes December seem sweet May? There are no swallows anywhere, Nor crocuses to crown your hair And hail you down my garden way. Last night the full moon's frozen stare Struck me, perhaps; or did you say Really--you'd come, sweet Friend and fair! - Rondel [Today]
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