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Heavily slumbered noonday bright / Upon the lone field, glory-dight, / A burnished grassy sea: / The child, in gorgeous golden hours, / Through heaven-descended starry flowers, / Went walking on the lea.
Velvety bees make busy hum; / Green flies and striped wasps go and come; / The butterflies gleam white; / Blue-burning, vaporous, to and fro / The dragon-flies like arrows go, / Or hang in moveless flight: --