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/ Low, swallow-swept and gray, / Between the orchard and the spring, / All its wide windows overflowing hay, / And crannied doors a-swing, / The old barn stands to-day.
/ Deep in its hay the Leghorn hides / A round white nest; and, humming soft / On roof and rafter, or its log-rude sides, / Black in the sun-shot loft, / The building hornet glides.