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TREES AND OTHER POEMS
MADNESS (continued)
Serene, unchanging, ever fair,
I smile with secret mirth
And in a net of mine own hair
I swing the captive earth.
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TREES AND OTHER POEMS
MADNESS (continued)
Serene, unchanging, ever fair,
I smile with secret mirth
And in a net of mine own hair
I swing the captive earth.
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