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T) RING me the sunset in a cup,
Reckon the morning's flagons up,
And say how many dew ; Tell me how far the morning leaps, Tell me what time the weaver sleeps
Who spun the breadths of blue !
Write me how many notes there be In the new robin's ecstasy
Among astonished boughs ; How many trips the tortoise makes, How many cups the bee partakes,
The debauchee of dews !