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Jean Ingelow

"How gently rock yon poplars high Against the reach of primrose sky With heaven's pale candles stored."

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"How gently rock yon poplars high Against the reach of primrose sky With heaven's pale candles stored."

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"How gently rock yon poplars high Against the reach of primrose sky With heaven's pale candles stored."
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