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✦ 30 ✦ Imitators The sun baked down upon the strand, As far below a boat approached; A boat chain, rattling, bit the sand, And russet scales on lilies poached. A pair appeared. And from the bluff One longed to shout to those below: “I wish you’d kindly stop that stuff, Or leap into the lake . . . or go. “Of course you’re modeling finest clay, And yes, of course, the seeker finds, But please don’t rock the boat that way: Your model in the meadow minds.” ...

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