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The May sun -- whom / all things imitate -- / that glues small leaves to / the wooden trees / shone from the sky / through bluegauze clouds / upon the ground.
Under the leafy trees / where the suburban streets / lay crossed, / with houses on each corner, / tangled shadows had begun / to join / the roadway and the lawns.
With excellent precision / the tulip bed / inside the iron fence / upreared its gaudy / yellow, white and red, / rimmed round with grass, / reposedly.