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Risest thou thus, dim dawn again, So loud with voices of the birds, So thick with lowings of the herds, Day, when I lost the flower of men;
Who tremblest thro' thy darkling red On yon swol'n brook that bubbles fast By meadows breathing of the past, And woodlands holy to the dead;