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Tread of the thistledown
Lighting on the heather--
Curls in a dancing crown
Bursting their tether--
Laugh of a bobolink
Swaying on rushes--
Breath of the meadow-pink
Born of her blushes--
Free as a swallow dips,
Moving to viol-tones,
Over the mead she trips,
Men's hearts her stepping-stones.