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With her ankles sunken in asphodel She wept for the roses of earth which fell. - Elizabeth Barrett Browning, Calls on the Heart By the streams that ever flow, By the fragrant winds that blow O'er the Elysian flow'rs; By those happy souls who dwell In yellow mead of asphodel. - Alexander Pope, Ode on St. Cecilia's Day
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