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A SHEAF GLEANED
Of those, who when they pass beside the wells
Shaded by weeping willows, under skies
Serenely blue, cause the young girl that bears
The urn upon her shoulders, that the herd
Of panting kine may drink therein by turns,
To look round pensive, and to stand and gaze,
And gaze again,—then sigh, and onwards move.
