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First Line: From where I lingered in a lull of march
Last Line: And that was what the boughs were full of soon.
Subject(s): Evening; Sunset; Twilight


From where I lingered in a lull of March
Outside the sugar-house one night for choice,
I called the fireman in a quiet voice
And bade him leave the pan and stoke the arch:
"O fireman, give the fire another stoke,
And send more sparks up chimney with the smoke."
I thought a few might tangle, as they did,
Among bare maple boughs, and in the rare
Hill atmosphere not cease to glow,
And so be added to the moon up there.
The moon, though slight, was moon enough to show
On every tree a bucket with a lid,
And on black ground one bear-skin rug of snow.
The sparks made no attempt to be the moon.
They were content to figure in the trees
As Leo, Orion, and the Pleiades.
And that was what the boughs were full of soon.





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