I reckon - When I count it all - First - Poets - Then the Sun - Then Summer - Then the Heaven of God - And then - the List is done - But, looking back - the First so seems To Comprehend the Whole - The Others look a needless Show - So I write - Poets - All -
Their Summer - lasts a Solid Year - They can afford a Sun The East - would deem extravagant - And if the Other Heaven -
Be Beautiful as they Disclose To Those who worship Them - It is too difficult a Grace - To justify the Dream.
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