628 They called me to the Window, for " `Twas Sunset"—Some one said— I only saw a Sapphire Farm— And just a Single Herd— Of Opal Cattle—feeding far Upon so vain a Hill— As even while I looked—dissolved— Nor Cattle were—nor Soil— But in their stead—a Sea—displayed— And Ships—of such a size As Crew of Mountains—could afford— And Decks—to seat the skies— This—too—the Showman rubbed away— And when I looked again— Nor Farm—nor Opal Herd—was there— Nor Mediterranean—SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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