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Orometry
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80 o r o m e t r y Among wind-hills the orphelin Galloped through the air orphreyed. “Livelong, sun. Livelong, orpine.” The hills flashed. And his tenor orpit, He wished with God the wind orra And also the planets in the orrery. The ortet is the fosterer of the orrery, Ramets of smiling youth now orphelin Emblem of the homespun, tidal orbit— “The sand in human stripes,” he opined Upon dismounting Orthangle, his steed orrath. The waves made orphrey-web. He raised his hand and felled the orphrey-web. How far he’d ranged! When passenger with playmates for orrest, The carriage orthoclase oped on the water orphelin. One pinned him while the rest in strains orthian Prayed for sun. But the moon was out of orbit And the sky a spread orpine. Knowing for whom he pined, He sat and watched the shredded orphrey ebb. Otherformsofreliefweremountainousor,under,ofOrphic Solemnities. To Orthangle he practiced on his orphion, 81 Against the waves which rose in high obit At apex sparkling orsellate. “Orright, waves, attend my orisons late, Fore sunned to shifting orsedue.” Unheard, mid dunes, he pierced a patch of orchids And was pierced. “I cannot see.” Yet night was wide with ornament, And he adopted as Orion In winter, the constellation orthic. Below the ocean, snow sank in waves of polyhedrons, And, springlike, otters’ daughters and sons Swam from shore, sketching orbits For show, splashing. The parents thanked Orion. “Shooting stars, stroke their falling hair to orphrey! Our children deadened by dew.” The orphelin dressed in orphrey Against black (the dead orbit). Mechanically Orra, he on Orthangle quested among pines. ...