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Of feet as light as linden-leaves,
Of music welling underground,
In hidden hollows quavering.
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Whispering fell the beechen leaves
In the wintry woodland wavering.
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Where leaves of years were thickly strewn,
By light of moon and ray of star
In frosty heavens shivering.
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