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UNDER A LAUREL by ANYTE

First Line: SIT ALL BENEATH FAIR LEAVES OF SPREADING BAY
Last Line: REST, IN THE WEST WIND'S AIRY BUFFETING.
Subject(s): REST;
SIT all beneath fair leaves of spreading bay,
And draw sweet water from a timely spring,
And let your breathless limbs, this summer day,
Rest, in the west wind's airy buffeting.



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