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Shot gold, maroon and violet, dazzling silver, emerald, fawn,

The earth’s whole amplitude and Nature’s multiform power consign’d

for once to colors;

The light, the general air possess’d by them — colors till now unknown,

No limit, confine — not the Western sky alone — the high meridian —

North, South, all,

Pure luminous color fighting the silent shadows to the last.