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A Vision
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Was it a guest from a fairy shore
 Ship-wrecked, lone, under cloudy skies?
I knew not. He passed and I saw no more;
 But I fain still would follow those harmonies,
Still seek, through the smoke of the Autumn hills,
The gleam of that vesture of daffodils!

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