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SEAGULL
SEAGULL
O that these words of mine,
Leaden and dull,
Shone as your feathers shine,
Swift-racing gull;
Sped like your arrow-flight,
Flashing between
All the wide heaven's light
And the waves' green!
Is it the wind's caress
Bears you along,
Your white wings motionless,
Delicate, strong?
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