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blue pigeon it is, that circles the blue sky, On side-long wing, around and round and round.A white pigeon it is, that flutters to the ground,Grown tired of flight. Like a dark rabbi, IObserved, when young, the nature of mankind, In lordly study. Every day, I foundMan proved a gobbet in my mincing world. 33 Like a rose rabbi, later, I pursued, And still pursue, the origin and courseOf love, but until now I never knewThat fluttering things have so distinct a shade. 33
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