Seem to fly it, it will pursue.
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Ye birds that, left by summer, cease to sing,
Ye trees that fade, when Autumn heats remove,
Say, is not absence death to those who love?
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RGB: 152 10 73
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RGB: 107 39 72
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RGB: 188 7 87
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RGB: 227 215 207
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RGB: 117 255 241
The skies yet blushing with departing light,
When falling dews with spangles deck'd the glade,
And the low sun had lengthened every shade.
