Dance on this ball-floor thin and wan,
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The field and wood, all bone-fed loam,
Set up a roaring harvest-home.
I am for the woods against the world,
But are the woods for me?
Can she who shines so calm be fear?
What poison pours she in slumber's ear?
Cricket to us, like you, was more than play,
It was a worship in the summer sun.
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Not for the body, but for the heart; companion and company are needed.
Love seldom haunts the breast where learning lies,
And Venus sets ere Mercury can rise.
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