ashes where the bodies burning.
That in trim gardens takes his pleasure.
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The skies yet blushing with departing light,
When falling dews with spangles deck'd the glade,
And the low sun had lengthened every shade.
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RGB: 127 155 104
RGB: 127 155 104
HEX: #E5B36E
RGB: 229 179 110
RGB: 229 179 110
HEX: #F38854
RGB: 243 136 84
RGB: 243 136 84
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RGB: 218 197 178
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RGB: 255 208 175
Cannot be heard, cannot be smelt.
It lies behind stars and under hills,
And empty holes it fills.
It comes first and follows after
Ends life, kills laughter.