But we rolled as smooth along the lines of 'hood's proclaim
Through shadow, cross the lights by the bustle and glance
Singing praises long to future chance
Hopping with a heart sublime enchanted brain
Recite a cant from pasting echoes deeper thought
And chain it lightly twixt to and from
As art repeals the function's place before the form
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