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: 29 108 244
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RGB: 29 108 244
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RGB: 10 50 119
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RGB: 10 50 119
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RGB: 255 255 15
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.
