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Once they came on a maple in a glade,
Standing alone with smooth arms lifted up,
Ye distant spires, ye antique towers,
That crown the wat'ry glade.
How shall I behold the face
Henceforth of God or Angel, earst with joy
I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,
And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made:
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