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/ I. Long vollies of wind and of rain / And the rain on the drizzled pane, / And the eve falls chill and murk; / But on yesterday's eve I know / How a horned moon's thorn-like bow / Stabbed rosy thro' gold and thro' glow, / Like a rich barbaric dirk.
/ II. Now thick throats of the snapdragons, -- / Who hold in their hues cool dawns, / Which a healthy yellow paints, -- / Are filled with a sweet rain fine / Of a jaunty, jubilant shine, / A faery vat of rare wine, / Which the honey thinly taints.