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Below them crouched a dream of emerald woods

And gleaming borders solitary as sleep:

Pale waters ran like glimmering threads of pearl.

A sigh was straying among happy leaves;

Cool-perfumed with slow pleasure-burdened feet

Faint stumbling breezes faltered among flowers.

The white crane stood, a vivid motionless streak,

Peacock and parrot jewelled soil and tree,

The dove’s soft moan enriched the enamoured air

And fire-winged wild-drakes swam in silvery pools....

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