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Water and windmills, greenness, Islets green; —
Willows whose Trunks beside the shadows stood
Of their own higher half, and willowy swamp: —
Farmhouses that at anchor seem'd — in the inland sky
The fog-transfixing Spires —
Water, wide water, greenness and green banks,
And water seen —
[August 1828. From ms]
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