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<h2>SHROPSHIRE LANDSCAPE.</h2>
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<div class="verse">Vague, in a silver sheen</div>
<div class="verse">Rayed from their armour green,</div>
<div class="verse">Some aged limes upstand;</div>
<div class="verse">Nigh fields kindle and shine:</div>
<div class="verse">Beauty incarnadine!</div>
<div class="verse">What thrill of what Uranian wine</div>
<div class="verse">So flushed the placid land?</div>
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<div class="verse">All tints of a broken wave</div>
<div class="verse">Light the leafy architrave,</div>
<div class="verse">Far up the cloudy spring;</div>
<div class="verse">And the ploughed soil ruddier glows</div>
<div class="verse">Than the ruby or the rose,</div>
<div class="verse">Or the moon, when the harvest goes</div>
<div class="verse">Beneath her blazing wing.</div>
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<div class="verse">Trees keep the broad outpost;</div>
<div class="verse">Dusk, by their dusky host,</div>
<div class="verse">Long-loved Severn glides.</div>
<div class="verse">Thence, towards the hilly south,</div>
<div class="verse">Like a queen, battle-wroth,</div>
<div class="verse">Upon a vermeil saddle-cloth,</div>
<div class="verse">The three-spired city rides.</div>
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