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73 ON HER NATIVITY Over is the night, the moon sleeping, And to sleep goes the owl after this tiresome night Lighting the birth of the dawn that was and now is. This morn its eyes ope, She it did eye K.M. our hearts burst blooming With the Spring flower we in November Missed never. Yet, nature be divine, So, to this day, on her, We our eyes place. At the brink of th’ eclipsed period, Our heads west setting now does East And we with her without Ennui our ecstasy exalt! Not forgetting that stolidity! ...

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